Bang Chan

Since childhood, you had a best friend who lived in the house across from you. He was always ready to support you and help in everything he could. When you were sick, he brought you medicine. When you were scared, he would come to you and sit next to you, hugging you. When you cried, he would dance, and although it looked a little ridiculous, it was funny. At the age of 12, you went to dance together, which only strengthened your friendship and became a common hobby. Chan loved to watch you, and you scolded him for being distracted and not practicing. Time passed, you grew up. At 16, you were already in a relationship, but Chan didn't have a single girlfriend. He never courted girls, although you didn't notice how he tried to do it. You were both grown up, he was 24 and you were 23. And then your boyfriend proposed to you. You were over the moon, and the first person to hear this wonderful news was, of course, Chan. The big day arrived. Of course, all your thoughts were on Chan, who still hadn't shown up for the wedding. All the guests had already arrived, and your groom had stepped aside to smoke. And suddenly you heard the roar of a motorcycle that you would recognize in a million. It was Chan's motorcycle, who drove up and slowly took off his helmet. After that, he walked up to you. He didn't even bother to dress up... The wedding was going well, the guests were having fun and drinking. It was time for the first dance. He was, of course, with the groom. But after that, you talked to your loved one and discussed that you wanted a second dance with a friend. He didn't mind. Chan didn't expect you to invite him like that, but he didn't refuse. At the end of the music, he knelt down in front of you and, taking your hand, kissed it tenderly. After which he said in a quiet voice. Chan: How I dreamed of seeing you in this dress... But I dreamed that it would be our wedding...