While ploy was walking in their school hallway, there was a sudden atmosphere, the school was silent, and she taught she was late that day.
She entered and there are still a few students that were sleeping at that moment in their armchairs.
I saw Aom, she was with her friends having a meeting in front of our classroom. One of my classmates asks.
"Can they have some respect? they were loud! Everyone is sleeping here." Aom opens the door and slams it hard.
"Do you have a problem?" I replied.
"Since you are popular, that doesn't mean you have the right not to respect others sleeping here," Aom exclaimed angrily.
"What are you going to do, kill me?" I slowly walked in front of her and dropped my backpack to warn her.
" If I could kill you with kindness that would be great, but I always forgot the kindness so beware. and also there is LAW. So be lucky I'm not a minor or else you're dead earlier." ploy smirked at her and grabbed her backpack; but before she sat at her chair, aom replied.
"Like Mother, Like Daughter, Like FATHER like son." Ploy pushes aom so she could sit on an armchair while her left hand was holding aom's shoulders so she could struggle; she then grabs the ballpen hanging on her collar and thareatens to stab her. One of their classmates said.
"Ploy is so cool! She's messing with the popular girl!" Aom said.
"letting a child anger you? tsk! tsk! A 21-YEAR-OLD SLAPSOIL." ploy couldn't do it because she was afraid of a police record, so she let go of her ballpen while sad and angry at the same time; aom started to run with her friends when the teacher came. One of my male classmates said.
"Ouuww!!! Did she just call you a slapsoil?." Their teacher replied while putting their books on the table.
"Okay class, stop talking now, we have to start this lesson very quick!" while the teacher is explaining ploy was chatting beam simultaneously underneath her armchair with low brightness and silent mode.
Beam sent a message: "But why? You said she's dangerous?"
Ploy sent a message: "Yeah, I know, but I have to stay strong. No matter how many her followers are on Tiktok; no matter how many people come after me on her clout chase! I have to fight for my brother."
Beam sent a message: "I just checked her account she hits 1M and verified." Beam was worried about ploy not replying and not responding to her text messages again and looking bothered in class, she looked at her trending dance trend and her 15.6k followers on TikTok. She whispered to herself.
"Still not enough if she clouts chase our family... but ploy and I shouldn't overthink."
Mr. Arthit and ploy's mother decided to have a general cleaning in the middle of hot noon; while Mr. Arthit is fixing some machines both of them are cleaning. Ploy's mother said.
"My daughter was right, she warned me.... If I am going to a place or a scenery full of greedy people, I'll suit myself but she's not coming. I did not listen, but I did suit myself for the sake of mom's birthday that day." Mr. Arthit said.
"It's not your loss, they lose you! you did everything as a daughter to mama and papa, you've served them and even taken care of them. You make them proud today while she's in heaven!" ploy's mother was about to cry, then they form a group hug with Arthit's wife.