When everything else fell away, only one truth remained.
Beam suddenly thought of somthing. "what if you did push Aom the day she tweak your hair? so she could be dead like you!" Ploy replied.
"I'M 21!" Beam was stunned after.
"What the-"
Ploy replied. "As you can see, we aren't even rich! An average 10th grader in Thailand should have been 16 years old, yet I'm 21 due to poverty! The fact that I must be in college at this age." Beam suddenly got confused.
"But why Aom is telling people that you're a repeater?" Ploy cried and sniffled and can't even look at Beam.
"Because it's not easy to tell your financial problems to anyone! Especially to someone like aom." Beam said raising her both hands.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! I'm not going to discriminate against you of your age! I promise I'm not telling anyone! At least I understand who's in the right position now." Beam was quick to reassure him. Ploy smiled a little bit and then his face turned serious.
"It would mean more if my father were here… but he's not here." He looked away for a moment thinking before continuing.
"You remember when I asked you how much money there was in our family?" Beam replied.
"Yeah! Auntie died who else could have been having the papers? Her husband? who was her husband? What was he doing? Maybe he has it." Ploy replied.
"Aunt only knows who has the papers, she did not own anything, but I know she's desperate too, she's a businesswoman." Beam replied.
"A live seller! she kept telling me to join her live selling so she could promote her dresses and gain as many sells as possible. Owwwhhh!!! This is getting stressful!" Beam puts the chair near the light bulb, she tries to reach the concave center of her light bulb and grabs a cigarette box.
She took a cigarette out of the pack in her pocket, put it in her mouth, lit it with a pink butane lighter, inhaled it and let some smoke out flipped it around in her hand, and then put it back—with the lit end in her mouth. Ploy asks to beam.
"That doesn't look decent?" Beam replied.
"It isn't decent nor healthy, BUT if you're doing it once a month then it's fine." The color drained from his face when she looked at the phone scrolling on social media. Beam said.
"EYYY PLOY LOOK!! THIS BITCH HITS 13M ON HER TIKTOK! AND 1M ON FB!" Ploy replied while walking around.
"She must be loving the attention she had though" as beam scrolls thru her page she found out that she had a new video again and it's about her being curious why beam hasn't uploaded anything nor tried to defend ploy, and left her TikTok's page the same. Beam whispered to herself.
"This is freaking personal what does she want me to do, tell the whole world that I hate her? if she wanted to talk to me then talk to me personally." Ploy said to Beam.
"She hates argument; she knows I'm still here with you. I have an idea, film outside our school gate and tell her your outside and tell her to talk to you." Beam found ploy's idea funny.
"Send me the address or take me there."
The other day she went to ploy's school gate, opens her phone then stitch Aom's video about her with just her face.
"Listen! If you want to talk to me." Beam raises the camera on her phone just so everyone could see the school building, then zoom the phone on her face again "Talk to me I'm outside." She then posted and within thirty minutes it reaches over a million views and 13k likes.
While Beam was waiting she was looking at her watch to kill time.
Aom's eyes slowly widen after she saw the video blow up while she sneaks her phone into the class discussion, out of curiosity she looked outside her window and was stunned by beam just casually waiting for her- killing time. Aom whispered to herself while nodding.
"Is she serious?" coincidently it was their recess time and everyone started to run so they could take their recess time, and Aom yelled to stop them.
"DON'T LEAVE EVERYONE!!" she nodded and takes a deep breath. "I SAID DON'T!!" everyone suddenly froze about what they were doing . one of her classmates ask Aom.
"Why are you angry suddenly?" Aom replied.
"CHECK ALL YOUR FYP CHECKKKK!!" everyone opened their mobile data just to go to TikTok and saw their FYP that beam stitch her video and she was outside her school waiting for her to talk to her. the one who ask her looked out the window and saw her then nods to aom.
"Are you scared? Bruh what the fuck?" Aom becomes aggressive and wild pushing the chairs at her front and threatening to throw her notebook. Her classmate said.
"You can throw my notebook I don't write anyways." She rolled her eyes and went outside slamming the door aggressively.