#chairmats

[reviewsheroes]

✅ Top 5 Best Chair Mats For Hardwood Floors Reviews

🔗 https://youtu.be/tJvsnIcAhws

There’s no denying that hardwood floors are elegant, but they can be rather tough to maintain. With the best chair mats for hardwood floors, you can make sure your hardwood stays pristine without ruining the ambiance of your space.

If your home or workplace features rolling chairs, there’s a chance the wheels might scrape the floor, leave scratches and stains, or diminish their look over time. High-quality mats are designed to shield the floor against friction, thus keeping scratches and scraping at bay.

The wheels of your chair will also encounter less wear and tear thanks to the mat. Chair mats aren’t just practical but also super-soft to walk on. Most of them come with nonslip backing to stay in place as you roll around on the chair.

We’ve listed some of the most popular and well-designed chair mat options in the market. So, check them out and bring home the perfect mat.

[xemnas178]

I want to draw Richter sotn version.But I can't understand his haircut(´;ω;`)（put all the try here）

I think it's much more better now:3 although it's still not so good

Juste appeared as usual.But why Hector appeared,too?

[milksetters]

my new chairmate is an alien?!

[fyodussy]

Maybe it was the way you both would constantly make eye contact or the way your legs would brush against each other when you’d stretch and accidentally extend your legs too far. Maybe it was the subtle touches when you both would both reach for something.

Suguru wasn’t sure when he started having feelings for you, but he realized it while laying in bed.

The thought of you awkwardly laughing and when you’d once again make awkward eye contact because he was seated right in front of you. His subtle glances at Gojo, who was seated across the room.

He wasn’t sure who he wanted more; sure, he liked his best friend, but something about your awkward relationship had him in a death grip.

It had only been maybe a week since uni had started, and he wasn’t too keen on sitting by anyone but Gojo and Shoko. Well, especially Gojo. But when the professor had everyone sit in different places so everyone could get different views on things.. he was reluctantly moved to the introvert table.

The second day was as smooth as it could get; y’all didn’t say anything to each other.. until he awkwardly laughed at his table, unable to take the serious demeanor of his new chairmates.

That was when he caught your attention.. the first time you looked at him.

Since then, y’all have just looked around awkwardly, never daring to make eye contact. Although, for some reason, it was hard not to look at you. He would glance at you before looking back over at Gojo; he really didn’t know what he was doing. It’s not like he was dating either of you.. he was just conflicted.

"Here," he mumbled as he took the papers and handed them over to you. He didn’t make eye contact, but it was obvious he wasn’t trying to be the first one to break whatever little game you've got going on.

The next day, something different happened, he didn’t just sit there, tuning out whatever the professor was saying; he had an airpod in. Only one in, though he did pull out a sticky note and a pen..

Curiosity got the best of you, so when you glance down, you see him rather concentrated. His head bopping as whatever song he was listening to was playing.

This time you didn’t ignore the way he would glance beyond you, so when he did, and looked back down to continue his little doodles.

You ‘cracked your back, which was more of an excuse to see who he was looking at.

That’s when you spotted a white-haired guy with the opposing airpod from the former. You didn’t stare too hard, but you figured you were both listening to music.

Just as you turned around, Suguru's doodle seemed to make more sense.. Considering it wasn’t a doodle, it was actually a rather detailed drawing of whom you assumed was the white-haired guy he'd been looking at.

When he holds the doodle up, your eyes dart to your paper. Not wanting to be caught watching him. A soft sigh left your lips before a single thought was left in your head..

 "why are gay people so confusing."

[el-hawthorne]

Halloween Series: Special

Words count : 3,5k

Pairing : Yandere!Yeonjun x female!Reader

Rate : 15+

Genre : Dark romance (?), Strangers to lovers.

Warning : SUGGESTIVE, mentions that reader is a female, Yeonjun is full of himself and delusional (?), harsh words, swearing, please let me know if I should mention anything that I should put as a warning.

synopsis:

Yeonjun is a famous playboy among his peers. He really wanted to make you fall in love with him to prove his friends that he was capable to steal your heart. You were sweet to him, but that doesn't make him a special guy. So it hurt his ego and he was determined to have you all to himself.

***

There was no single soul who didn't know how famous Choi Yeonjun is. He was good at sports and his academics. All of the teachers really saw him as all of the students' role in his school. 

He was kind and nice to everyone. And also, he knew how to crack funny jokes. Everyone loved his presence.

But nobody is perfect, right? Yeonjun was an ace in his school, he was attractive and desirable. That's why he could play with anybody's feelings to his advantage.

He knew he could get what he wanted. Which could mean everything.

He wanted it, he got it.

That was until his friend asked him an easy challenge. For him. At least Yeonjun thought so, and his friends also thought that Yeonjun could do that.

"Make Y/n fall in love and confess to you."

"Well?" Yeonjun raised one of his brows, "that's it?"

"Yeah, she took advantage of me. I want you to serve what she deserves."

Yeonjun chuckled, "Why can't you serve it by yourself then?"

"You got that player title for a reason. Even though she was hard to get, I knew you could make her fall in love with you in less than a month."

The evident smirk now slowly faded on Yeonjun's face. He knew his friend was now trying to get him. His friends knew that he was taking pride in being loved easily by people.

"Well, what do I get from this?"

"This one?" His friend threw him a key. A cottage key in the exotic beach to be exact.

"Deal."

When Yeonjun suddenly came into your frame, you wouldn't be surprised at all.

He suddenly greeted you when you walked past him through the school gate all of sudden. All eyes now on you. Thanks to him for ruining another peaceful day.

You weren't popular in your school. But many students know who you are. You were actually quite active in the organization and loved by your juniors, because you always stood up for them when one of your seniors bullied them.

Yeonjun has been your classmate ever since your first grade. But now, as if you were in the spotlight, Yeonjun suddenly noticed you.

"I didn't know we were in the same class."

"I know, I just wonder why you suddenly greet me and even ask my chairmate to switch with you. Do you want something?"

"Yeah, your heart," he winked at you.

You scoffed, "Woah, calm down there Mister. My heart is mine, I'm not planning to give it to anyone yet."

"I'm sure I can wait for that," he laughed.

If you didn't know about his reputation of being a casanova, you might find out that his laugh was attractive. Maybe, you would confess to him the next day.

But thanked God, for giving you the ability to see through people's intention and connecting the dots. Aside from being a heartbreaker, you also knew that Yeonjun did revenge for his friends.

Last time you could remember, a guy named Wooyoung—one of Yeonjun's friends—suddenly approached you. He only wanted your connection so he could join your club. And he did.

But what cost? His ex came to you, paid you a big sum of money if you could sell his girlfriends information. Yeah, he had more than one girlfriend. So you did, and let all of his girlfriends give him a lesson.

 You knew Wooyoung was the one who asked Yeonjun to seek revenge towards you. You weren't stupid.

So, you decided to have a little fun. Because Yeonjun seemed to make an effort in order to make you fall in love with him.

Every morning, you would find him in front of your house to pick you up at school. Then after school, he would bring you to his favorite cafe and sometimes to have some study dates too.

On weekends, he would ask you to hang out together. He would bring you to his favorite place, like an art museum, amusement park, his apartment, you name it. He even made a romantic dinner just for you as well.

You didn't mind him bringing you chocolate or your favorite dessert or some gifts at your school. Making all of the entire school assumed that both of you were dating each other.

"Y/n?"

When you walked at school's corridor with Yeonjun who had his hands on your waist, you suddenly stopped. You heard a familiar voice called your name.

And you were right. Right after you turned your body, you saw Choi Beomgyu—your old friend and also your old crush.

Well, you and him used to attend the same high school. He was your chairmate back then and you developed a crush on him since that happened.

Who wasn't he was the only one who saw you when everyone didn't. He really cared for you to the point he always asked you to join him for studying together with his friends. 

And because of him, you managed to attend the college that you really wanted.

But after graduation, you lost contact with him. He was studying abroad.

"Beomgyu?" Your eyes widened as you gasped.

Nothing really changed about his features. He was still as ethereal as ever. His black hair that used to be short, now became longer with wolf cut style. He looked more mature and insanely attractive.

"I thought I called the wrong person," he chuckled before smiling warmly at you, "turned out I was wrong, looks like you have become—no, you've always been beautiful. But now you know how to look more beautiful. No wonder, you have a boyfriend now."

"A boyfriend?" You realized that Yeonjun's hand was still on your waist, you quickly freed yourself and walked towards Beomgyu.

"Nope, he's just one of my colleagues. Nothing special between him and I," you clarified.

Meanwhile, since your attention was fully on Beomgyu, Yeonjun didn't like the uncomfortable feelings inside his chest. The way you told Beomgyu that he wasn't special pinched his heart.

"Y/n, we have to go. Our class will start soon," Yeonjun poked his cheeks as he crossed his arms on his chest.

You rolled your eyes, "You go first, I still want to catch up with Beomgyu for a little bit."

"Fine!" He huffed before he left you and Beomgyu alone as he felt annoyed.

You didn't give a damn about about Yeonjun and decided to give your attention towards Beomgyu.

For you, men aren't worth it to be loved. But Choi Beomgyu was an exception.

Maybe those unsettling feelings that you left years ago are still there. You didn't really forget him. Especially your heart still longing for him.

"Why are you here? Don't get me wrong, I really like seeing you here now. But, aren't you studying abroad?" You asked him.

"Yeah, but I had a project here. Also, my brother is working here. Just want to know about his workplace. Turns out he's working in a decent place," he answered, "but that's not the main reason why I came here. It's because I want to see you."

You blush like crazy because of his statement, "It's been a long time, right?"

"Yeah," he agreed, "and I want to ask you something."

"Sure."

"You said that man isn't your boyfriend, so are you single or?"

"I've been single since birth," you answered without thinking.

"So I still have my chance now?"

You frowned at his sentence. Not that you didn't know about his obvious intention. You just didn't know how to respond when your crush likes you back.  It was your first time. Heck! You even never got into a casual date with someone you genuinely liked.

Beomgyu laughed as he patted your head, "well, are you free after class?"

"I am, but why are you asking?"

"Nothing, just want to ask you for dinner," he grinned.

"Yes, of course."

"And I will pick you up after your class. Now, go to your class and stay pretty—no, forget it. You always look pretty in everything you do," he shuffled your hair before you left him.

Right after you entered your class, you saw Gaeul—your friend greeted you. She already saved your chair.

"The last time I checked, you act like a girl falling in love was years ago because of Beomgyu. And now, are you so desperate that you even fall in love with Yeonjun too? You know he is a jerk, right?"

"Who said I fell in love with Yeonjun? And how do you know I 'act like a girl falling in love'?

"Simple, because you look stupid," she answered without thinking, "but wait, if it's not Yeonjun, then who?"

"I've met Beomgyu earlier," you said with the brightest smile on your face.

Gaeul gasped, "No fucking way."

"Yes way, young lady. And you better help me too," you said as you were biting your lips nervously.

"What for?" Gaeul arched one of her eyebrows.

"Since he asked me for dinner tonight," you whispered.

But you were too excited to notice that someone probably heard what you said.

All of the things he did, Yeonjun never felt this angry before. He was sure that you would fall for his charm in a week when he treated you as a special girl. He gave it all for you and would do anything for you.

But yet, he never got any special treatment from you. He even saw with his own eyes when you greeted that "ordinary" guy. Yeonjun knew that guy was actually less of him. Yet, he saw how you slip those hair behind your ears, how red your cheeks and ears. Then you smile shyly but genuine at the same time.

He never saw you like that when you talked to another, even to himself. Being with you made Yeonjun realize that he observed too much about you.  He cared too much for your well-being to the point he no longer didn't care about the prize anymore.

 

He wanted you. All for himself. You have to be his, and not anyone else. If he couldn't have you, then he would rather see you dead than with somebody else other than him.

***

"Hey Y/n," Yeonjun walked towards you while you were still packing your things inside your bag before you got out of the class.

Your classmate eyed you for a while before you nodded at her and gave her signal to leave you alone with Yeonjun.

Now that you were alone with him, Yeonjun smiled at you, "So, caffe date as usual?"

"Hmm, yeah. And I want to go somewhere, I think I need your help for something too," you said.

Yeonjun's smile couldn't get wider than this as he felt his chest swell because of his pride. You need him. It really fed his ego right now.

"Anything for you baby," Yeonjun said as he patted your head before he placed his hand on your waist as his way to claim you and to show others that you were his.

Different from what Yeonjun's thought, you started to enjoy Yeonjun's company. Despite that Wooyoung asked him to approach you, you could consider him as a good friend.

Yeah, he was fun to be around with. He was cool with everything. He was really smart too and also great with helping you study. No wonder almost everyone fell for him. 

Yes, "almost everyone".

Except you, of course. Someone permanently held captive your heart since your high school. And now that you have a chance, you're not gonna let go of that chance easily.

After "the study date" session you had with Yeonjun, more like a study session for you and meanwhile for Yeonjun was still a study date, now you asked Yeonjun to bring you to a cloth store.

"Why do you want to go here?" Yeonjun asked.

"Well, I want to go buy something that might need your opinion since you're a guy and have a really good taste in everything. So the point is, I need your help," you are seriously staring at Yeonjun.

"If you thought I would help you because you just complimented me earlier, well it works. Let's go," Yeonjun got out of his car and opened his car's door for you as if you're a princess.

His princess.

"Thank you, Jun."

The way you called him made the whole butterfly inside his stomach. And it didn't seem to bother Yeonjun at all. No, he liked it.

You entered the store and met some workers that already knew you. Well, you have often gone to this place before. Even the workers treated you as if you were their friends.

"Hi Y/n, it's been a long time. Did you come here with Beomgyu? Gosh you changed so much, I wonder if Beomgyu would change a lot like you or not. Oh wait, did you two are dating now? Because I already knew that both of you had a thing for each other," Hoseok—the owner of the shop greeted you like an old friend.

"Hi Hoseok," you chuckled, "no, I'm with my friend."

"Your friend?" Hoseok frowned when he saw Yeonjun walking behind you and didn't hesitate to place his hand on your waist.

If you thought he was fine, no you were wrong. The fact that you only consider him as a friend? He was pissed, to the point his grip on your waist became more tighter than usual.

Your eyebrows arched as you snapped at Yeonjun, "Yeonjun?"

Of course you were uncomfortable because of him. But you tried to hide it, you didn't want to make Hoseok worried over something small. Even though you clearly felt that something was off from Yeonjun.

"Hmm?" Yeonjun looked at you as his grip loosened up.

The uneasiness came easily inside you from the way Yeonjun stared at you. It was like he was dead inside and there was someone else instead.

"This is Hoseok, he is my old friend and the owner of this shop. Hoseok, this is my classmate, Yeonjun."

"Hi Yeonjun, nice to meet you," Hoseok awkwardly smiled.

Yeonjun stared at Hoseok with his blank face and didn't say anything other than nodded.

You decided not to overthink what you just felt earlier. Maybe you were too tired to the point you started to imagine things.

So you started to choose some dresses that you wanted to buy and some guys clothes. 

"Jun!" You called Yeonjun when he was busy with his phone.

But when his nickname you gave rolled from your tongue, he immediately had all his attention on you. He quickly scooted to you.

"What is it?"

"What do you think if someone buys this shirt for you," you showed Yeonjun that guy's shirt towards Yeonjun.

Is she going to give me a present? How cute.

Yeonjun chuckled.

You frowned, "What? My pick isn't literally terrible, you know."

A pout appeared on your face. Yeonjun couldn't help as his hand now reached the top of your head before he messed with your hair.

"Jun!" You ripped his hand from your head by slapped it.

"Sorry babe, it's bad. Actually it is quite the opposite, you clearly have a taste."

Your eyes directly glared at Yeonjun, you couldn't believe him. Maybe he tried to mess with you again. Who knows?

"No, really. If I receive a gift like this, I will be over the moon. Especially if it's from the girl I like—no, I mean the girl I love. Literally going to confess to her right at the moment," he said confidently as he saw that rose cheeks of yours.

Aw—now you're shy. How cute! It must be because of him, wasn't it?

No, you were imagining Beomgyu's reaction when he received a welcoming gift from you. He must be just like what Yeonjun said, and even confessed his feelings for you.

"Hoseok, I want to buy this," you said to Hoseok.

"Oh hey, I actually had a new design for a dress. I think you should have it," he said as he showed a flowery dress that actually looked beautiful.

You were stunned, "It's beautiful."

"I know, a beautiful dress for a beautiful girl, you know?" He teasingly smiled at you.

"Oh Hoseok, I really want this dress, but I don't have much money. But can you keep it? I'm going to buy this after I save up money this month."

"Oh forget it, you don't have to pay. think of this as my welcoming gift for you, and I know what you did girl," he winked at you, "you should wear this, Beomgyu might go crazy over you when he see you in that dress."

"Wa-wait, for real?"

"Yeah, but you have to tell me first when both of you are official."

"Sure!"

"Oh my God! Hoseok, thank you so much!" You happily hugged Hoseok.

***

"Here is the key," Wooyoung threw a key towards Yeonjun who was fond of his phone right now. His eyes were literally attached towards whatever it was inside his phone.

"What are you watching?" San—one of his friends scooted over as he tried to peek, but Yeonjun immediately locked his phone.

"Mind your business," he said as he put himself inside his pocket.

San scoffed, "What's wrong with him?"

Wooyoung shrugged, "I don't know and I don't want to know. All I care about is now I'm happy."

"Happy because Yeonjun rejected that girl, huh?"

"Yeah, and now she is sick because she can't keep up with the reality that Yeonjun is only playing with her feelings," Wooyoung smiled happily.

"Well, you win."

On the other side, Yeonjun heard his friends' conversation. His smirk was visible on his face.

What his friends didn't know was, everything was twisted. And so he was.

Yeonjun took his phone from his pocket and unlocked it. It showed a video of your unconsciously slept on his bed from his real-time cctv inside his mansion. Too tired from crying.

Your tears were still visible on your face as he still remembered how you cried beautifully, wanting to get your freedom.

But no, of course he couldn't do that. You were his and would be forever his.

So he walked to towards his car and drove to his mansion as fast as possible. He couldn't wait to see you as fast as possible.

He really missed you.

And he knew that you also missed him.

If not now, than he was sure in the future you would miss him just like what he felt right now.

You just needed time.

As he arrived at the mansion, he immediately walked inside his bedroom and kissed your lips.

Your eyes slowly opened when you felt something soft touched your lips. Oh, how gross it was. You wish you could wiped that kiss from your mouth.

Vibrant with your reaction, Yeonjun was actually quite the opposite. Those red and glassy eyes glaring at him looked so beautiful for him.

"Hi sleeping beauty, so you have a nice dream, huh?" He chuckled before he kissed you again, but this time was longer than before. Even the tongue involved.

He smiled when he saw that red and swollen lips of your still connected to his by the saliva.

"You gorgeous thing, how can I not notice someone gorgeous like you from the start?" he whispered, but you didn't answered anything other than a few tears came out from your eyes.

"Such a Goddess," he murmured as he licked your tears, "The medicine still didn't wear off yet. So I called the doctor to put an IV on you."

You silently cried. Your tears kept coming out from your eyes.

"Sweetheart, this is just for a while until you behave, okay. You can't do anything on your own now, because you need me. You will always need me."

That fucking bastard.

After you bought Beomgyu a gift, you were supposed to go home with Yeonjun. Even your best friend already waited at your home.

But instead, Yeonjun drugged you by putting something inside your drink that made you fainted. He kept you at his house and confessed that he loves you for a while now.

Of course you rejected him and asked him to free you away. But instead of freed you, he put a syringe inside you with whatever substances inside of it that you actually didn't like it.

You lost your consciousness after that.

That's wrong of you if you thought that substance inside that syringe only made you unconscious. Other than that, your whole body was paralyzed. You even couldn't talk!

And that bastard literally took advantage of it.

"Sweetheart," Yeonjun's sickening voice made you snap back at the shitty reality, "before the doctor came, how about shower? You looked dirty, I will definitely help you to take a shower."

You only stared at him who looked at you as he grinned widely.

"Let me take your clothes off, yeah? Don't worry, you don't have to be shy. I already see everything," he kissed your neck as he slowly removed your clothes from your body, "I promise, I'll be gentle with you."

- end

[xaiblood]

Similar; Ji Yeonwoo

Yeonwoo walked toward his class, but before he entered his class, he noticed someone in the crowded, someone similar with him. Had glasses and even wearing the same frame of glasses, black but longer hair, the same dark irises as him, and even he looks like a female version of Yeonwoo.

"Are you new here?" someone asked to the girl who look like Yeonwoo. And it was you, stood there with a small smile on your face; tried to looked friendly toward the other students.

You nodded, "Yes, I'm new here." you answered still with your smile like before. Then, your irises caught someone similar like you, that was Yeonwoo.

Your eyes met each other, and you smiled at him as he smiled at you. Everyone who around you two was flabbergasted because you two looked like twins but they were sure that you and Yeonwoo weren't related by blood or family.

It was just a coincidence, your faces look alike.

■□■□■

And coincidentally, you guys were in the same class, and also chairmates.

"Our faces are really similar, Ji Yeonwoo." You smiled at him when you opened your conversation with him.

He smiled at you, too. "Well, when I was noticing you at the corridor, I thought I was see myself," he chuckled. "By the way, what's your name?" Yeonwoo asked at you, he really polite.

"[Surname] [Name], just call me [Name]," you answered his question.

□■□■

You two started getting really close, and you started telling lots of things to Yeonwoo, and so did he. Not infrequently, he sometime lended his glasses when yours is damaged by a fell.

And you like this guy, very soft and gentle toward you. But, does Yeonwoo also think the same as you?

[ummumukhbita]

Fia, perasaanku saat ini seperti mendengar kumandang takbir pada maghrib pertama di bulan syawwal. Di satu sisi hatiku bergemuruh bahagia karena menyambut Idulfitri nan suci. Tapi berpisah dengan Ramadan adalah bagian lain dari hatiku yang menangis sesenggukan.

Kurang lebih seperti itulah rasanya. Bahagia pasti, tapi sedih juga tak bisa dipungkiri.

Doa terbaik untukmu Fia, sahabat taat yang membersamai sejak masa putih abu-abu. Terimakasih sudah menjadi yang tetap membersamai hingga detik ini.

Meski nanti Allah pisahkan dengan jarak, semoga doa-doa baik terus beranak pinak. Meski kelak jarang bertemu, semoga kita senantiasa berpadu dalam qolbu.

Dan yang terpenting…

Dimanapun.

Kapanpun.

Bersama siapapun. Semoga Allah senantiasa istiqomahkan dalam ketaatan.

Selamat menjemput takdir baru, Fia. Selamat mengecap nikmatnya ibadah sepanjang hidup. Semoga Allah persatukan dalam sakinah mawaddah dan rahmah hingga ke syurga.

By Sitik

Your lovely chairmate 🤍😊

Palembang, 30 April 2023 || 04.48 || Semoga Allah berkahi✨

[deepblueeyess]

chairmate.

dear my chairmate--you know who you are, tapi, enggak, ini bukan tentang kamu, kok.

tapi ini tentang penyesalan-penyesalan yang aku punya during our time being chairmates. 

I wasn’t in my greatest time, I wasn’t living my best life when I was your chairmate. Tapi ternyata, menjadi chairmate yang baik doesn’t require you to have the best life possible, kok. You can be a good chairmate, regardless your condition. I’ve been putting it up--being a good chairmate because I thought, oh, I’ll be a nice chairmate, later, when I have this. I’ll try being the best chairmate later, when this and that happen. I’ll be good later, when, you know, I’m feeling okay myself.

In the mean time, I was focusing on how you weren’t a great chairmate either. Haha, sangat minta ditabok, bukan? 

This is more like a thank-you note, actually. 

Our closeness level if we were to rate it, is not even that high. But what makes us even agreed to become chairmate on the first day of school in twelve grade was, we had the same thing in mind ; we’re not gonna bejumbel-jumbel with these relatively naughty kids in our class. We prefer not to be a part of it, or to put it in other way, we are on the ‘calm’ side. We just wanna remain unbothered and undisturbed--we’re still gonna socialize but we’re just not letting anything get in the way of our inner peace, I guess. 

So there we are. Or we were, I guess.

I still remember very vividly one of your act of kindness accompanying me to find the teachers for susulan. We walked all over our school omg I can’t even comprehend how many calories we probably burned because the walks are so long and intense trying to find the teachers, from classroom to classroom we go, the teacher’s office too, everywhere. I also remember how you always had my back when I skipped way too many days at school, saving me from missing my assignments. You have always respected my boundaries too, and it’s super rare to find someone who does.

So I wanted to thank you, also wanted to say sorry. Sorry because I was never present. My mind was always stretching far out in the past and the future. I was always so ambitious, aiming to get out of the town as soon as possible, which made me forget to appreciate what’s here and what’s now. I’ve missed out on so many things that could’ve been great, but it didn’t turn out that way because I was selfish. I was so ungrateful the whole entire time, was so negative, complaining a lot, and if I think about it, it’s not an easy thing to be with me at that state. But you never complain back. You've never once raised an 'objection' or anything. You’re always there, listening.

If I think about it, we actually don’t need to have a flawless life first to be able to be there with our loved ones. We don’t have to have everything figured out first to be a great partner. I don’t think we’ll ever reach a point in life where, ‘oh my god, my life is flawless now!’ tho. If anything, we have to do the thing today.

Whether it be a child-parent relationship, a friend to friend, student-teacher, employee-boss, ((((i guess)))) it’s only natural that we want to present the best thing to the other party. We want to perform in the best way possible. We want to have quality relationship andd if we’re still unable to present ourselves the way we intend to, we might pull ourselves away, ‘pending it’, ‘putting it off’ until we’re ready, until we feel like ourselves again. But whether or not those days would ever come to us, we really don’t know. What if, *worst case possible* we die before even reaching it? what if another thing happen and it took away our chance to ever be a great partner to everyone we have in our lives? and what if it’s too late? 

so. be grateful for your chairmate, maybe. cherish them. tell them how much you appreciate them. and do that to all the other 'mates' that comes to your life next.

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29/05/'23

[milesmoerales]

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My highschool chairmate passed away last week and i wish i could swap our places like whenever someone my age died i always wish its me

[velvetkarlie]

my cheerful chairmate

[renjanachandrakanta]

Chapter 7: The End

Life's been good.

This morning i saw a tiktok video where a girl told the public that her therapist said if your first 2 years of college is worse, then the next 2 years will be amazing or vice versa. I agree.

Here i am, sitting in my sister's room writing about how amazing my last 2 years of college starting from 2022. Spesifically in the chapter 7.

In this chapter, i came back to Bogor in July 2023 for a skill competency test after finishing my first internship. It was a rough week but I passed. I started to join my friend group from freshman year that I've been avoiding in 2021, we studied together, we even `idid sleepover.

Starting from August, I did my second internship for another 6 months in Jakarta. I met Mba Sheryl and Natasya that moment.

In the end of 2023, I met Salma, my JPTB group friend from Klaten. I got to have quality time with Halida, my highschool chairmate, and Ina, my highschool bestfriend the other day. I hung out with Daffa and Qaani too, my Magfood buddies. What feels more magical is i got the chance to meet Sandra, my long-lost childhood friend for the first time after dozen years.

I moved to Bogor after finishing the internship. I moved in to a new house with a girl from my major that I've never befriend with. It happened randomly and we clicked well.

In the end of February, I took Rani to Jakarta. There, we met Abey for the first time. Yes, its the Rani and Abey I talked about in my blog post when I was a child. The Amanda Atma Pamabel and the Amalia Maharani Izzati. We didn't plan to spend 3 days together but we did. It was purely the happiest moment after a long time. I got to introduce my boyfriend to my long distance bestfriend too.

At the beginning of March, me and my college group friend went to Bandung for vacation. It happened spontaneously with short time of preparation. Lots of fun and good picts.

Ramadhan comes, me and my kostmate named Putri (the girl from my major) decided to sell food in front of the house. I provide pudding i made myself and donut. I started small business too with Qaani and Adin (selling donuts) to earn money.

I begin to do sports like yoga, running, and badminton. Me and my boyfriend started to be invited for badminton together with my JMP friends. Now, Adam and I have been together for 2 years, we celebrate our 2nd anniversary right in 23rd of March with Nasi Kandar, chocolate drink, and deep talk at Bhumi. That night was my last night in Bogor chapter 7 before heading to Banjarmasin the next day.

Last, I finally got my dream phone and feel the love my parents gave me. My siblings welcomed me cheerfully.

By coming back home, I have officially closed the 7th chapter of my college life. Next month, i will go back for my thesis seminar (i'm on my final semester and doing skripsi) and the graduation preparation. I guess next chapter will be my last chapter of uni.

Life's getting good, surprisingly. Of course after the hardest first 2 years i experienced. I manage to handle the newest version of myself, and I have acknowledge another colour of my life.

[tale-of-tangerine]

CLAIRE's REALTIONS (will be updated soon):

01. Namora Cinta Anjani

kak cinta, that's how i usually call her. she's one of my cousin who lives in south jakarta; just like me. we usually hang out tgt just to buy some foods or stickers.

02. Elodie Bestari

the daughter of papa's brother; my cousin. she usually asks me to come to her house cause she doesn't have any sisters and she knows that i'm lonely t___t

03. Yasha Ganendra

my chairmate on jhs, we used to go to canteen and did almost everything tgtㅡbut now, since we go to different highschool we seldomly contact each others.

04. Kaluna Laudya Arthawidya

my online tutor; i learn how to make a flower bouquet by her.

05. Adipati Harsa

my longlost online friend; but by the time, we accidentally meet each other.

06. I Putu Hanggita Adyatama

my twitter oomf, also binus' alumnusㅡI ask everything related to college to him.

07. Zavian H. Adinata

my private math tutor; the best tutor ever!

08. Yoshep Danielo

kak yoshep, I knew him online by our blog communityㅡboth of us are laufey enjoyer.

[nevarasstuff]

Sometimes i think that maybe i was put on this earth to be someone's childhood friend, bestfriend, close friend, classmate, or even chairmate. I have unlimited platonic love for friends and strangers. And if fate really said that i was meant only for platonic love, i will accept it

[ishaur]

Today, I find out that you have interest with my chairmate

[rjhamster]

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