Sometimes Tine thinks… why must I encounter surprising things like this all the time? I pressed F5 already, logout and login again but it was exactly like before!
Ai'Sarawat.
Shit, shameless as hell. Unlocking someone else's phone is not enough, and now he even hurls his anger on me by this status before bedtime. Since I didn't want the problem to escalate, which would probably make all of my girls misunderstand, I hurried to search my name in the chat list to cuss at him.
Tine is a chic person
Ai'Wat. Ai'Asshole. How can you know my pass?
I saw at the appearance of the latter's chat bubble before he replied in a delightful manner.
[Because I saw it.]
You understand right, krub? Ai'Sarawat is using my Facebook to type up the message, and I am also using the same Facebook to reply to him. So it seems like I am asking myself and answering back. However, it is not the truth!
Shit, I set to 6 digits. How can you remember it?
[123456, old school password.]
Hokkkkkkkkkkk, Ai'Taro dipper*. The face seemed so bright, but the tongue does not lightly stung**. I can only cuss under my breath, though what I used to retaliate back is even lighter than air.
(*I don't know how to translate this part accurately. It's like an offense for someone petty. The taro dipper is the image below for those who don't know.)
(**It means Sarawat is good-looking but has a bad mouth.)
Saraleo*.
(*Bastard)
Instead of receiving another reply from the latter, what I see is only…
*Translations, top to bottom:
[Sticker]
Stop touching my Facebook. This is a warning.
[Sticker]
Do you understand what I said?
[Sticker]
Woy, Ai'Asshole. I'm reaching my limit.
[Sticker]
Stop sending stickers, Ai'Buffalo.
[Sticker]
[Sticker]
[Sticker]
Yea I surrender.
[Sticker]
Woyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[Sticker]
I shouldn't have downloaded all those stickers. Shit, Wat used them all without sparing one. Not to say that we only talked about nonsense, except for deleting the status he posted. It is before I accidentally destroyed the belongings next to me since I was furious at the latter's behavior of sending me loads of stickers.
Ting!
Less than 3 minutes later, a notification popped up.
Tine is a chic person
Urgent! Clip xx of sexy girl with long legs big butt high quality. Click before it gets deleted.
Goshhhhhh, Ai'Saraleo. Watching p*rn was not enough, he even spread a virus on my Facebook. The aftermath of this, of course, I got busy. Don't know where the clip leads to, so all I can do is click the mouse with the hope to delete those undesired images quickly. Ask the heart how asshole this is—even those who I never chatted before went and asked what happened to Tine.
Want it to that extent?
Many think that I imagined Ai'Wat and it has sparked my desires. The truth is, I am thinking of the scene where I break his hands and legs and throw him down the water blissfully instead. Ai'Jerk.
At first, I thought that I could endure a bit more until the next morning to resolve it. But this is way past my limits. I hurriedly press my number like someone who is getting beaten. I waited for a freaking long time, yet he didn't pick up. On a critical note, we are always getting on each other's nerves na. Freaking *godfather of Tine.
(*Godfather here is actually Tine calling Sarawat. This phrase is used to describe people who doesn't mind the world and act their way^^)
He didn't pick up the first call nor the second. Don't even mention the third time. My godfather is such a good person. I haven't opened my mouth to spit out a word, yet the greeting I received from the other end made my tears flow.
[The number you are trying to reach is not reachable…]
Ho… He even turned off my phone.
Early the next morning, the weather was cloudy and my eyes were blurry adjusting to the light. Why is it so? It is because I didn't sleep for the whole night. Don't think that I was afraid of Ai'Green appearing in my sleep whatsoever. The truth is, I was scared to see the haunting face of Ai'Sarawat up to the point where I couldn't do anything.
When the sun rises, I hurriedly lifted my head from the pillow, took a shower, got ready, and instantly headed off to university without delay to locate and smash the freak out of that Ai'Saraleo. I'm not going to freaking ask for whatever help anymore. To say it frankly, I am currently very frustrated like a person on menstrual period.
"Ao, Nadech. Lend me your homework to copy."
"You, joking at a bad timing." I walked towards Ai'Peuk, threw my bag on the table and faced him with a serious look.
"Then what happened that made your face grimace? Did you get r*ped by the daughter of the curry restaurant owner?"
"I've encountered something even worse."
"Yea, I know now. You're stressed about the incident where you were so addicted to that and posted a status on Facebook, right? I understand that Ai'Sarawat is hot, but you didn't have to be that revealing about it. Or are you fin*?"
(*ฟิน (fin) is used to describe a feeling of greatness or awesome. Here, Peuk meant to ask whether Tine feels good about being shipped with Sarawat, like in a CP/couple way.)
"Fin your head. My mom sending messages in Line to cuss me is way better than this."
"Ao, then why did you post that status for?"
"I'm not the one who posted it."
"If it's not you, then who? Your chick?"
"Nevermind it." I concluded the topic and rushed to buy plum juice at Aunt Tim's stall, where I can try the drinks for free and buy later. After paying, I took the cup and headed back to the table, right when Ai'Ohm and Ai'Fong arrived.
"Ai'Tine, it's good that you came. Earlier, I met Ai'Green when I walked past the faculty. He came to ask so much about you." Ai'Ohm told me with his nonchalant expression, while I'm here all depressed.
"Then what did you tell him?"
"I told him that you haven't come yet, and you were probably riding your pillow in your room."
"Bastard."
"It's good, no? He might be running his feet off to jump into the water, probably committed suicide by now. Heard that you played big yesterday."
"Don't mention it." I can only grit my teeth, looking at the three male leads faces alternately with a hopeless look. Don't even mention this nor that. Today, dragging this body to the faculty without getting noticed is already tough enough for me.
"Ok, I won't mention it."
"For real?"
"For real."
"Sure na?"
"Sure."
"Not lying na?"
"Not lying."
"You cocky."
"Sure cocky."
"Then I'll leave."
"Where are you going?*"
(*The original text is จะไปแห่งใดหรือนี่ which translates to 'are you going to there or here'. It's like a joking way of asking where you are going. It is tough to explain Thai jokes, but overall it is to hint that the male leads are just pulling pranks on Tine.)
"I'm going to dig up graves to bury you, Ai'Buffalo! Look at my face before pulling any kind of jokes." Though, I played along with their jokes until the end. My goodness!
Sometimes, hanging out with these three is pretty fun. They have everything except the future and money. The only visible thing is their disastrous university life. Though, they had helped ease my anxiety down a little before it rose up again due to us having to quickly elaborate up a new plan to deal with the culprit of yesterday's incident.
And there is one thing that I am confident about. And that is Ai'Sarawat is currently at the Faculty of Political Science.
"You guys copy the homework first and turn it in for me." I stood up, holding the cup of plum juice and bag up, making it look like I was ready to take off.
"Then where are you going?"
"To go find Ai'Wat." I answered truthfully.
"Ah ha!! Your heart is calling you, right, bro?" Ai'Fong teased with a playful voice. As if it wasn't enough, he even winked at me, making me want to kick him.
"My heart is not calling me, but my legs here are itching all over already."
"You gonna go kick him?"
"No! I'm gonna kick you if you don't stop being nosy. Want it?"
"Make yourself at home krub, bro. Keep your legs back and go limp off."
I stomped my way out of the Law faculty building, heading straight to the Political Science faculty building that is not so far away. Just as I stepped foot inside the building, all eyes were fixed on me, as if I had committed a severe crime. The seniors, even the same faculty students, all in unison turned to attack me with their scanning radar turned on.
Goddammit. Like I just walked into the wrong freaking place, the wrong freaking route.
A person like Ai'Tine never did anything wrong na. I haven't even stolen any food from the shrine. Why do I have to find trouble for myself like this? Yet, I could only stress out about it, krub. To be frank, the truth might be, in the last life, I might have created too much karma, going off being nosy about other people's businesses and making their lives suffer. So I have to pay back by letting others stare at me in this life.
As I walked past the marble cladding table a few steps, I had already caught sight of the troublemaker, sitting alone no more than 20m away from where I was. Therefore, I didn't hesitate and headed straight to his way.
"Why didn't you pick up my calls?" I initiated the fight as soon as I arrived. Ai'Sarawat takes his eyes off the One Piece comic book and raises his head up to look at me with coldness filling his sight.
"You told me not to pick up any calls from anyone, so I didn't pick it up."
"Bastard. I meant other people, not me."
"You didn't say so then."
"Do you intend to get on my nerves? Then why did you turn off my phone and hide from me?"
"Nuisance."
Concerning me, I freaking wanted to kick the hammer, the anvil, and the stirrup* out of his ears for real.
(*These are the 3 bones in the middle ear.)
"You can return my phone to me already." Not saying much, I quickly stretched out my hand in front of the latter's face, asking for my social media freedom back.
"Then, are you done getting my phone fixed?" The person in front of me replied with a provocative expression.
"I'll give it back when I get it fixed."
"When it's fixed then we can do the exchange." Why speak so harshly and cold like that? From my birth until today, I have never met anyone and endured them to this extent. However, since he refused to return it, I couldn't help but bring out the settlement that makes many girls willing to get down on their knees. It is called the silver-tongue.
"Man… Don't be obsessed with me yet. Only used it for a day and you don't want to return it already?"
"Did anyone teach you when you were young?"
"Teach what?"
"A small child shouldn't learn to babble, or else they would become like this when they grow up.*"
(*The original text is เป็นเด็กเป็นเล็กอย่าหัดเพ้อเจ้อ โตขึ้นมามันจะเป็นแบบนี้, literally translates to 'as a small child, don't learn to blather, growing up he/she would be like this'. I tried my best to make sense of it in English.)
"Like this is like what? Watch what you speak, na."
"Like you here. Go somewhere far off. Nuisance."
"The first word is nuisance, the second is also nuisance. Can I buy this word and throw it away?"
"You don't have the mentality to buy it. My words are expensive." Oh ho. Handsome for real. So handsome to the extent that cows die, buffalos fall this much, gold-hearted father. When father opens his mouth, bullet wood flowers* would fall out of it. Thui.
(*Original is ดอกพิกุล. I tried translating the name of the flower but I'm not so sure so I inserted a picture^^)
"How long will you stand there pouting? I'm reading cartoons." Provoking me whenever you have a chance. At first, I planned to come to berate and make him fear me, but now it has been reversed into me who is receiving the cold treatment instead.
"Promise me first that you won't touch my phone again."
"If you didn't call to bother me, who would touch it?"
"Ok. You promised me already, na." I was so angry at first but it immediately disappeared in a blink of an eye. Now it turns out to be me sitting down in the same table as him, naturally bringing up a conversation.
"Your nickname* is Wat, right?"
(*Thai people usually have nicknames since their real names are very long. Normally when they introduce themselves, they will use both their nickname and real name.)
"Friends call me that but it's not like that." The bass tone voice replies almost instantly, though his eyes never once fall upon me.
You need to be proud because I have never casted such a handsome killing smile on any man like this before. You're the first. But this Ai'buffalo considers the Luffy* comic more valuable than me.
(*Original is ลูฟี่/Luffy – the name of One Piece manga in Thai.)
"Then what is your nickname?" I continued to interrogate.
"Don't have."
"Ha?!"
"Just don't have."
"You don't have a nickname?"
"Uhm."
"What were your parents thinking? Having a child but not giving him a *nickname."
(*Thai people usually have nicknames since their real names (on legal papers) are mostly very long, and typically when we introduce ourselves, we will use both our nickname and real name. We only call each other with nicknames in daily activities, rarely real names^^)
"Thought that only real name is needed. You ask strange questions."
I freaking wanted to ask again for real, how could he grow up like that. Then every time he introduces himself, he must say, hello krub, my name is Sarawat. I don't have a nickname since my parents didn't give me one, like that. Going crazy. I meant to say his family, Indie style from god knows where. I'm confused here. Ever since birth, I have never encountered nor come across something like this.
"Have any siblings?"
"Nosy for what?"
"I just want to know."
"Have two *Nongs."
(*Nong or N' (น้อง) – used to call younger people.)
"Yea, I'm a busybody to want to say it."
"You know your place."
We were silent for a while. The truth is, if you look at Ai'Sarawat from a positive point of view, his facial features are… usefully handsome na. This is the reason why I and the 3 male leads chose him as the finalist, albeit the fact that this tall guy is the complete opposite of the ideal type in my dream.
"Looking at my face for what?" I was startled. I hurriedly diverted my eyes to look elsewhere while raising my hand to helplessly scratch the back of my head.
"N…No."
"Just say that I'm handsome."
"Shit, freaking high narcissistic, for real. I just want you to help fake an act. Someone is pursuing me at the moment." Talking back and forth, yet we haven't gone into the main issue.
"She's not pretty, so you don't like it?"
"It's a guy." Ai'Sarawat froze for a second before rolling his eyes around as if he was thinking about something. Don't na, bro… I'm not the deviant sexual type like you think na. After a while, he replied with the monotone voice as always.
"Then what? It's good that there is someone interested in you though, no?"
"Then I'll ask you this. Many people are interested in you, why don't you like them back?"
"Must I be interested in anyone? I don't want anyone to enter and bring chaos to my life. It's such a nuisance."
"That. Your answer is my current feeling right now."
"…"
"But trust me. Someday, you'd want someone to enter and bring chaos into your life."
"There is one person here already."
"Where?"
"Sitting right here, Ai'chaos of other people's lives."
My head was struck by a thick hand, ruffling my hair vigorously before packing up his things and walking away. Leaving me in wonder if there was something that I did wrong. Or did I make too much chaos already?
The day for the opening of club activities came. I scrambled through the mob of first years that had gathered and tightly filled the hall. Since we have to sign up for a club activity today and study there until all the hours needed are completed before graduation. But right now, I have yet to think of what to learn because Ai'Green keeps sticking to me more than freshwater leeches do.
Being able to run away from him is enough to deserve a merit. Though unfortunately, Ai'Peuk and Ai'Fong have died at the Traditional Medication club with the foot massages while Ai'Ohm joined the Cover Dance club to focus on the girls' underwears. They left me behind, standing blankly, not knowing where to sign up. Until I turned to the table tennis club, the hope once again arose.
"P' krub."
"Full already, N'!" I haven't yet asked and you're already in a hurry to cut off my future.
Hence, I walked to the name board of the club activity that was filled with people. The zone has the longest line. Most importantly, I, too, saw the bunch of Engineering kids sitting and playing the guitar on the small stage. Therefore, I knew that this booth belongs to the International Music club. Also, I don't know how many people it will accept, or if the quota has exceeded, so I went to test my luck.
"You*, you." I tapped the shoulder of the person in front since I didn't want to waste my time to line up and wait, in case the club has already met its quota.
(*Original is เธอ (thoe) – you in polite speech.)
"Kha." A chubby girl standing in front raises her head to look at me.
"How many people does this club accept?"
"At first they accepted 50. But now, too many have signed up, so the seniors are reselecting."
"Is it crowded like this every year?" This time I didn't really ask. I only muttered to myself under my breath. Suddenly, a senior in an Engineering uniform approaches.
"It is not like this every year. Only because of a first-year that signed up, so the girls arrived like flocks to sign up."
"Who is it, krub?"
"Sarawat."
Shittttttttttttt. No wonder. I don't know if I would be able to get selected even if I line up until the next life. But nevermind it, I'll just sign up to deceive Ai'Green first. Holy mother, I don't know where he disappeared into these days, but trust me, he will be twisting his way to eat me up alive at any moment.
Everyone writes their names one by one in the club registration form, and then each receives a piece of A4 paper. Here, there is a place to write the name, the faculty, and the reason why they want to learn International Music.
To be frank, I don't want to learn at all. Only because I have to hide from Ai'Green, I need to cling onto Ai'Sarawat. Who would know that everything would turn out this troublesome? I don't know how to play the guitar, drum, nor bass. I don't even know what to play at all. However, I tried to write down a lie so that they would pity me.
It is finally the moment that every first-year looks forward to when the big, tan-skinned senior walks up to the small stage before announcing the results through the microphone with a resonating voice.
"This year, the International Music club has received a lot of warm welcome from you guys. We are delighted and would be willing to welcome you guys to join our club. However, because the number of teachers and instruments are limited, we also have to restrict the number of members."
After briefly asking, I heard that the club didn't even reach 50 people after a whole day of sitting last year because there were hundreds of club activities. But this year has exceeded their expectations. So many people went to sign up until the registration forms almost ran out.
"I'm not only selecting those who can play instruments. Those who lack the basics but truly have the passion, I would still accept na. So the following names would become the new members of our International Music club. The first person, Jirachot, faculty of Engineering. The 2nd person…"
Then, the senior read out the name of each person.
"The 24th person, Sarawat, faculty of Political Science."
"Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii." Right at that moment, when the senior called Ai'Sarawat's name, all of the waiting applicants sitting next to me had altogether stood up in sync, making me startled. Uh… Are they signing up for the club activity or waiting for the result announcement of the lottery? Just like that, if not for Ai'Sarawat, everything will lose its meaning, and every man would be for himself*.
(*It means that people that join the club for Ai'Sarawat would not join if not solely for him and would not care for the club.)
"The 49th person, Gunyarat, faculty of Management. And the 50th person…"
Teepakorn, Teepakorn, Teepakorn.
It's like waiting to get to the next round of Miss Universe. I sat down on the ground, plainly waiting for the announcement of the International Music club's results.
"Busaba from the faculty of Social Science."
Huh… I'm out of chances then. I have to sit speechless with the remaining group of pretty and cute girls. To be honest, maybe I should stop tailing Ai'Sarawat because finding other people to like or assassinating Ai'Green would still be a lot easier. Thus, I decided to find a new club activity even though the chances of encountering Ai'Green are very high. But someone's hand had stopped me.
"Ai'Salaleo. (Bastard)" I immediately called the name of the person opposite me.
"What? Angry at the senior for not accepting you into the club?"
"Yea… Keep on provoking me. To be frank, I don't really want to learn that crazy, boring music anyway. The Issan cooking club looks way more interesting." Yet, I can't cook a single dish.
"Then go ahead."
"Yea, I'm going. So you're holding me back for what?"
"Shit… Your face is the only thing good but your intellect is useless." Ao! He cursed me again.
"Yes, intelligent father. The father White Lion, who savagely speaks." After being sarcastic for a moment, I was dragged away by the taller person to the back of the stage where the seniors and the club president were standing.
"Ao, wassup, Wat?" The other person spoke with a surprised expression.
"My friend, he wants to join the club." The person next to me said. Just now I said that I don't want to. Why did it turn out that I'm going through the back door now?
"We have enough people already, na."
"I want P' to consider him."
"Then N'… Tine of Law faculty." The club president looked at me then shifted his eyes to my name tag before crossing his hands to ask questions abruptly.
"What do you want to play?"
"Guitar krub."
"Then, can you play the guitar?"
"I can't play krub."
"Have you ever played any guitar chords?"
"Never krub."
"Do you know C major?"
"No."
"E minor?"
"Don't know, krub."
"Do you like acoustic, classic, or electric guitar?"
I shook my head.
"Takamine?"
"What is it, krub?"
"Do you know any brand of guitars?"
"I don't know at all."
"N'… For real. Do you know anything?"
"Me, krub?" I pointed a finger at myself as I spoke before turning to face the person next to me with a pair of puzzled eyes.
"…"
"I know Sarawat krub. And because of Ai'Sarawat, I wanted to play the guitar."
The first lesson of the International Music club, must I say, was quite lively because it was the first gathering of the first year and all of the senior members. And as juniors, we were ordered to gather in the corner of the room.
A few people who initially settled on what they were going to play, came prepared with their instruments—notably, the one who received the most attention. No need to guess who that person is anymore. It's none other than Ai'Sarawat, the darling in the girls' dreams. It was only the first session, and he already dragged his expensive acoustic guitar to the club to call for rating*.
(*Call for rating means to check for a person's popularity/attraction rate.)
""N' N' krub, first of all, I want everyone to divide into groups to see who wants to play which kind of instruments. Starting from those who want to play the guitar, please move and sit on the left side krub. Those who want to play the drums, then move to the back of the room. Those who play bass, move to the right…" Then, the club president continuously spits out orders until we are clearly separated into groups.
It was a little chaotic due to these kids that want to learn the guitar. I'm not sure if they genuinely want to learn or just following Ai'Sarawat. Nonetheless, I am incredibly positive that the majority is the latter case, which also includes… myself.
"N' N', after you finish dividing into groups, follow the staff to another room krub. Do not split up, na." I haven't sat down for long, and now have to stand up again. This time, I walked into a music practice room that was wider than usual. It might be able to fit more than ten people. We remained sitting and waited for quite an extended period. In the meantime, everyone gradually starts to get acquainted with each other. Since I am sitting next to the hot boy in the dreams of the university's girls, we must converse a little bit with each other.
"Such beautiful hands, na." Most people who play the guitar have rough hands, unlike the person next to me. His hands aren't like that.
"Unlike yours, your hands are all calloused."
"Bastard. I complimented you. I speak nice to you, but you're provoking me again."
"I'm telling the truth. You want me to lie and say that your hands are beautiful, like that, huh, Ai'Nuisance?"
"You can stop calling me that already."
"Nuisance."
"Ai'Sarawat."
"Nuisance."
"Ai'Bastard."
"Nuisance."
"Hoy! Ai'Asshole."
"Nuisance."
"Ao, the two who are bickering with each other na, stand up krub." Hoyyyyyyyyy. We are doomed*, Ai'Buffalo. Because of him, the seniors forced me to go up to the front involuntarily, even though this troublemaker also followed me..
(*The original is ซวยแล้วมั้ยล่ะ – translated directly as is it unlucky. But I think it makes more sense to say we are doomed because the meaning is similar.)
"Saw you guys chit-chatting with each other. Come here, krub. Come and be the last people for the welcoming activity and spread the love and harmony within the club*. N' N', do you see this candy here, krub?"
(The original text is มาเป็นคนสุดท้ายของกิจกรรมละลายพฤติกรรมกันก่อนดีกว่า เพื่อความรักใคร่กลมเกลียว, directly translate as "come and be the last people for the heart-melting activity, to spread the love and harmony.)
"Yes, kha/ Yes, krub." I remember, this thing is a delicious mint ball candy, 2 for a baht. Then what does it have to do with spreading the love and harmony krub, senior?
"The girls don't need to play. The first guy in line, please accept this krub."
I look at the big figured senior in front without blinking. Witnessing the hand passing over the small little candy to the same-year classmate, I got shivers down my spines.
"Peel the wrapper, krub."
"P…Peeled already, krub."
"Put it in your mouth, krub." I…I know now, which woesome things are about to happen in my life.
"*Ngueeeeee." The girls continued to cry out uninterruptedly. Luckily, they only forced the guys to play. But do you know that bad luck is about to fall on my head? Please don't na krub, the seniors that I respect. I love you guys very much. I know that you guys wouldn't use this method in the heart-melting activity of our club.
(*Original is งื้อ – a tearful, whining sound.)
"Pass it to the friend next to you using your mouth, krub." Just by hearing the sound of it, my soul has already escaped my body. It made me want to puke. Yet, my legs were still standing upright as I looked at the group of friends in front, passing the little candy from mouth to mouth.
Hoooooooooo. I forgot… I am the last person.
"Ao, quickly accept it, krub. Then you guys can quickly be close with each other." Shit, such team building.
The weak-hearted ones immediately got paranoid, lined up, and got ready to vomit. Up until my turn to accept, the candy has mostly dissolved all the way through. What is left is only a teeny tiny bit, only as large as the tip of the tongue. But in a split second, it feels like fate favored my side when the previous friend unintentionally drops the mint ball candy, bouncing it onto the ground since he was struggling to reach the next player in line.
Yeah!!!!! I survivedddddd.
I wanted to dive in and hug Ai'Sarawat tightly. Yet, the baritone voice of the senior has stopped me beforehand.
"It fell off already. There are two people left."
"…"
"It's ok, a new piece of candy. N'Tine of Law faculty, open your mouth, krub."
Shittttttttttttttt. Who thought of this bizarre idea? However, I couldn't resist the dictatorship of the seniors because he stuffed three pieces of candy in my mouth before drawing back, and turning his head as a sign for Ai'Sarawat, who was displaying a high, bored face not far and not close from me.
"Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii." Many of the girls cried out as soon as I was pushed near the taller figure before the deep, warm voice spoke softly.
"Use your teeth to bite it." Ai'Asshole. There are 3 candies in my mouth, which one are you telling me to bite on? Answer!!
"Uhmmm."
"Push it out. Why do you have to make me say it?"
"An I ot o is?" (Can I not do this?)
"Don't swallow it down, na. If you do, the seniors will tease you again for sure." I genuinely wanted to cry. Holy mother, I couldn't do anything else aside from letting Ai'Sarawat's thick hands hold my face on both sides before moving his prominent nose so close up to my face that I had to hold my breath automatically.
"Ayyyyyyyyyyy. Sarawat and Tine. Don't wanttttttttt." The cheerleaders twisted like earthworms. I didn't know what to do anymore but to instinctively close my eyes and let the other person touch my lips for just a moment and left. He left me standing with tears flowing down my face before I uncontrollably fell to the ground.
Thump!!
"Hoy, N'!"
The three pieces of candy were still in my mouth, with the addition of the fourth one that Ai'Sarawat just passed onto my catalog too*. I wanted to question him once more. When did you help me, Ai'Sarawatttttttttttttttt**.
(*Means to add more to someone's suffering.)
(**Sarawat / ศาลาวัด – temple pavilion)
Holy mother, you always tease me. Am I your toy, huh, Ai'Buffalooooooooo… My