EASTTAGYOUREMINE, Chapter 5: Tunnel of Candle Light

   I was scrolling through my own Facebook, and it seems the latest photo I posted has become quite the talk. The hashtag #WhoIsTheWatchOwner, is gaining traction, and it looks like everyone’s curious about who it could be. People are guessing all sorts of names, some I recognize, others I’ve never heard of.    No one probably knows who the watch owner is. Even the owner themselves might not be aware yet. I’m curious about how they’ll react, if they’ll be angry or embarrassed.

   I imagined the face of that small figure getting angry and blushing, and I couldn’t help but smile to myself. Damn…I’m really in deep.

   I did this intentionally because I decided that approaching him directly might be the most effective way, making it clear right from the start. Even if he doesn’t believe it, if I try hard enough, there might be a chance. If I took it slow, he might just push me further away.

   Simply put, it’s like we’re going for the catch right away. If we take it slow, the prey might realize and escape, but no matter which method, there’s always a risk.

By now, he probably hates me. But whether he really hates me or not, I’m not sure.    But being hated is better than being ignored, because being ignored means there’s no feeling at all.

   I don’t want to take it slow like before; in our case, it’s not that simple. I want to be clear and consistent from the beginning.

   Got to take the risk…

   I’ve told everyone that I’m serious about someone now. At first, it was just playful talk with friends, but word spread fast. It feels like Bua said something about how that team of theirs was starting to get chaotic. I didn’t mean to cause such a stir, but I guess you can’t control these things.

   I worry about him. Maybe I’m overthinking, but if I suddenly declare I’m going to pursue someone, I fear he might get treated badly, even if it’s just minor things like being looked at with disdain or spoken about negatively. I don’t want even the slightest negative thing to happen to him.

   Is it going to be too hard? To approach him directly without others knowing.

   Hmm…should be doable.

   The next day…

   I’ve been working at the club as usual. Recently, the preparations are almost done. The only thing not quite right is the performance; this year’s drama club is short of people. According to the plan given by the teacher, there should be an opening dance performance, followed by the host speaking, then various performances which the drama club and selected departments are responsible for.

After that, around 6 PM, the concert by the singer invited by the university is scheduled to start.

When it comes to the club event, I guessed Ter wouldn’t show up today either. Since the day I posted the last photo, he hasn’t been coming to work at the club, probably trying to avoid me. He might be confused and overthinking things. I know where his dorm is, but suddenly going to find him might seem too pushy.

“Hill, Nong Ter hasn’t shown up for several days now. After we went to eat Japanese food together, is something wrong?” Bua asked me.

“I don’t think it’s anything serious.”

“But I’ve tried calling him several times and he doesn’t pick up. Maybe it’s because of the Japanese food we ate together, he might be allergic.”

“No, he’s not allergic to Japanese food.”

“How do you know?”

“He ate so much, which means he knows he’s fine.” And he was really cute while eating, stuffing his cheeks like a squirrel. I almost wanted to feed him myself.    “Uh, is that so?” Bua said, still looking worried. She always worries too much, but I also felt a bit off not seeing Nong Ter for several days.    Rrrrrrr

“Oh, Nong Ter is calling right now.” Bua picked up her phone. I told Bua to put it on speaker so I could listen too.

“Hello Nong Ter, I’ve called you so many times, why didn’t you answer? Are you okay? I was really worried, thinking something might have happened to you. You’ve been gone for days.” Bua spoke rapidly, probably leaving the person on the other end a bit stunned.

(Er…sorry, uh…I’m not feeling too well.) The voice on the phone said, sounding like he wasn’t very good at lying.

“Really? Is it because of an allergy to the food? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have taken you to that restaurant.”

(No, it’s not that…just a common cold.)

   “Oh, I see, but you’ve been gone for days, how long have you been sick?”    (Uh…about…a couple of days, I guess.) His voice stuttered a bit, probably not expecting such a detailed interrogation, but Bua didn’t seem to notice, or maybe I was just too observant about him.

“That’s bad, have you seen a doctor yet?”

(Not yet.)

   “Shouldn’t you go see a doctor then? It’s been two or three days and you’re not getting better. This is concerning. Do you want Hill to take you?”

(No!! …Uh, sorry. It’s okay, thank you.)

   “Don’t hesitate, and do you have a friend to keep you company?”

(No, my roommate is out.)

   “The kid is all alone, what should we do, Hill?” Bua turned to ask me.

(…) The other end of the line didn’t say anything further.

“Then let me come pick you up and take you to the hospital.” I said into the phone.

(No, no, I’m about to go out.) He replied immediately, his voice starting to sound flustered, making it quite obvious.

“Oh, really? But a sick person should rest.” I thought he was actually going out and had called Bua to inform her because he felt guilty for being absent for several days. Suddenly, I realized something, so I quickly headed to my car.

“Wait…where are you going?” Bua asked.

“To pick up the sick one, can I borrow your phone for a moment?” I said that before muting the phone briefly to start the car, intentionally not letting the person on the other end hear, though I could hear Bua muttering behind me but not stopping me; she probably thought I was going to take him to the hospital.

(No, I have an errand, I’ll hang up.)

   “Are you faking being sick?” I said this not to scold but to buy time. Why buy time? Well, if he’s still talking to me, he’s probably not left his room yet. From here to his dorm isn’t far. Just a short drive from the university.

   (N…I’m not faking. I’ll hang up.)

   “If you don’t come to work, your hours will be docked, you know that, right?” I added a small threat, but docking hours for scholarship students was true. Even if it starts from the beginning of the semester.

(…Huh? Will I get docked too?)

   “Yes, I’ll deduct the hours you didn’t work. If I really do that, you could lose your scholarship.” I pretend to say, actually, it’s not enough to lose the scholarship yet.

(…No.)

   “So, are you really sick or not?”

(…Really sick.)

   “Alright, then I’m coming to pick you up.” Even though I said that, I was already almost at his dorm.

(No!)

   “Why, though?”

   (…) He didn’t answer, probably not daring to say anything bad because I was acting like we had just met, and I thought he might not want to pretend we knew each other before either. If that’s the case, let’s keep it smooth for now.

“Then I’ll come pick you up.”

(No need!) And then he hung up. He must not have wanted to continue the conversation. But I had already arrived at the front of the dorm. I guessed it wouldn’t be long before someone with a surprised face came running down.

My guess was right. Someone hurried down the stairs, wearing a black and white t-shirt, dark jeans, and sneakers, and he had a camera with him, indicating he was probably going out to take photos.

Ter saw me and looked utterly shocked, then he started to fidget. I smiled at him.

“How are you doing, sick guy?”

“…Phii?” He avoided my gaze again, his face starting to turn red. I approached, and he seemed even more shocked, quickly stepping back. Why does he look so cute and adorable like this!

“You don’t look sick at all, that’s great.”

“…” The other party slightly scrunched up his nose in annoyance. It seemed like I had fully caught him in his lie.

“Where were you planning to go to take photos?”    “…” He still didn’t answer.

“Then get in the car.” I walked over and grabbed his small wrist to follow me, but he immediately shook off my hand.

“No. Not going!”

“Don’t be stubborn.” I accidentally used a phrase I often used with him before, and it seemed like he didn’t like it much.

“Not going!” The small guy was still stubborn, but his face and ears were clearly flushed red.

“Okay then, I’ll tell Bua that actually you’re not sick, but you lied about being sick to skip work.” I threatened while pulling out my phone, pretending to dial Bua’s number. Of course, no one would answer because Bua’s phone was in my car.

“…Don’t, please don’t tell her.” The person in front of me started speaking in a softer tone before furrowing his brows and looking up at me. Not long after, he averted his gaze again.

“Then get in the car.” I walked over to open the passenger door for him, and he slowly followed.    “You’re cheating.”

“Only with stubborn people.” I smiled while gently closing the car door, then went to the driver’s side and started the car immediately.

And in the car, there was no sound other than the air conditioning and the soft music from the radio. Actually, I was a bit nervous too, meeting someone I didn’t expect to see. And when we last parted, it was at its worst. But he seemed more nervous than me, trying to keep it in, constantly looking out the window, his body tense. I drove along, occasionally sneaking glances at him.

“Where are we going?” he asked after a long silence.

“To a photo spot, the view is really beautiful.” I knew of a place perfect for taking photos, somewhere he probably hadn’t been. I was sure he’d like it.

…

   A few days ago

   Back then, my heart started to feel different from usual.

   It was siding with itself, even though my brain was strictly forbidding it. I scanned through the same status an unknown person had posted repeatedly, to reassure myself I wasn’t misreading.

   That was my watch and my plate. Was he implying someone else…?

   If he meant someone else, why do this?

   And if he meant me, then I’d ask why he did it too…

   Even if my heart was still stubborn, the lesson was to keep it at bay…No matter what he does, I shouldn’t care, right?

   Yes…there’s no room for him in my heart anymore…That’s what I thought.

   Just a photo!. Am I already this weak, Ter? Stay strong!

   “Ter…are you okay?” North’s familiar voice snapped me out of my reverie.

“I’m okay, why do I not look okay?” I kept my face neutral.

“Nah, you just zoned out suddenly. What’s with this picture?” North asked, pointing at the photo displayed on my computer screen.

“Nothing, I was just shocked.”

“Hill Rachakitti, oh, is that Hill, the doctor? Do you know him?”

“Huh, do you know him too?”

“He’s quite famous, you know.”

“Really?” I was thinking whether to tell North or not…better tell him. At least, there’s someone to talk to, to consult with, “Did you see the caption? What do you think about it?”

“Flirting, I guess.” He paused for a moment, “Probably with the one sitting opposite.”    “Me.”

“Huh?”

“I was the one sitting opposite.” I sighed, “Remember when I told you that senior took me out for a treat?”

“!!!!” North looked shocked and stared at me in disbelief, then turned to look at the screen again, “Yeah. Looking closely, it’s your watch.” He lifted my left wrist where I was wearing that watch.

“See? You’re still shocked.”

“Shit, yeah, I’m shocked. And it’s with another guy, no less.” He furrowed his brow, “I’m not saying it’s about gender, but I thought that senior already had a girlfriend. I’ve seen a lot of news about it.”    “Yeah, I’ve heard that too.”

“Did you guys know each other before?”

“We went to the same school.” Not exactly a lie, but I wasn’t ready to tell the whole story yet.

“And have you talked to each other?”

“A little.”

“Did he show any signs of liking or being interested in you?”

“No.” Nothing unusual happened when we met at university, it was just me being paranoid about everything.

“But with a caption like this? What do you think?”

“Me? I don’t think anything.” I said.

“Oh, man, the girls at uni must be crying over this. Aren’t you going to try talking to him?”

“Nah, I’m not interested.”

“Are you going to reject him?”

“I might not even know what to think. He might just be joking.” I said what I thought, and I hate this kind of joke the most.

“That’s tough, if it were me, I’d be super uncomfortable, especially since he’s a senior at the club, right?”    “Yeah, it’s hard for me too.”

“Come on. It’s better if you just ignore it. If there’s something, just reject it outright.”

“Umm.”

I was still caught up thinking about that, my confidence that I thought would remain unshaken was starting to wane. Sigh…can’t it be like this? After that, I didn’t go to the club for several days, intentionally avoiding it, making it clear that I wasn’t okay. Phii  Bua called multiple times, but I didn’t answer any of them. She must be worried.

I should call in sick to makePhii Bua stop worrying. So today, I’ll go out for a walk and take some photos, since North isn’t in the room.

Yes…

It’s clear that I’m not okay…

So why did I get dragged into this car?! For heaven’s sake. What am I doing in this car with this person, the one I’ve been trying to avoid? This guy is really bad.

Who said doctors are handsome and kind-hearted? Take those words back!

He threatened me!!

I said I was sick and was about to rush out of the dorm, but there he was, leaning against his car looking all cool. And I, unfortunately, had my camera slung over my shoulder as evidence.

Is this Easter or what, am I a hamster caught in a trap?

Phii Hill was driving with such ease, even though the AC was on full blast, I felt like I was in a heater, all hot. Outside, the sky had been overcast since morning. You didn’t need a weather forecast to guess it would rain. It would have been nice to go take photos around the foothills.

But here I am! And I don’t even know where we’re going!

The luxury car turned into a small alley, and soon we entered a temple area.

Huh? Did he bring me to a temple?

The car stopped in a small parking lot, the sign in front indeed said it was a temple, but inside, it didn’t look like one at all. It was very spacious, surrounded by forest.

“Have you been here before?” asked the deep voice next to me, as if he really wanted an answer from me. Do you have to stare so intently?

“No…I haven’t.” I answered quietly.

“Then let me be your guide.” said Phii Hill before getting out of the car. I undid my seatbelt, and before I realized it, he had already opened the car door for me. Oh my, such a gentleman!

I didn’t say anything, just held my camera tightly in both hands, sweaty. I walked slowly behind the taller figure. Phii Hill seemed a bit taller than last year, maybe around 180-182 cm. He was already in good shape before, but since going to university, he’s got a bit more muscular, not too much to be scary, just enough to make the girls scream. That handsome face still had that gentle smile, and his way of speaking hadn’t changed; he was still polite and soft-spoken.

Just wearing ordinary clothes, a shirt, and jeans, he still looked better than most folks. Perfection like that, who wouldn’t like it? Let others like him all they want, but I’ll pass!

Suddenly, the tall figure turned and smiled at me. I automatically looked away, oh boy. Shouldn’t have stared for so long, I guess. I heard Phii Hill chuckle quietly.    Normally, I wouldn’t dare to look, but since I was looking from behind, to be honest, we’ve never really made eye contact since we met. I’m just not brave enough…

“This is an old temple.” Phii Hill said in a pleasant voice, almost like a tour guide. “Before, this whole area was just forest, so the temple is quite spacious. It’s also very close to nature. The architecture is in the Lanna style, with most of the walls made from bricks, hardly any modern additions, preserving the Lanna identity. I find it quite enchanting.”

I listened intently, then turned to take pictures of the flowers by the path. The atmosphere was quite nice, especially with no harsh sunlight today. The other party waited patiently for me to finish without complaining, even sneaking a little smile.

“You take beautiful photos.” a voice from behind startled me; Phii Hill had snuck up to look at the photos I took from behind without me noticing.

“Hey…don’t look!” I said, moving away. Oh no…what if my heart gives out now?

Sigh, I hope my face isn’t turning red again.

“Be the photographer for me for a bit.” He said with that sweet, gentle smile. I’m so weak because of that. Not just me; in the past, the girls in my class would scream at that smile. It really does tug at the heartstrings, so I try to avoid looking directly at it.

“No, it’ll waste memory.” I said, not entirely serious. He chuckled softly.

“You know, I rarely let people take my picture.”

“I’ve seen plenty.” I said, thinking of all the social media posts, people asking for photos with him; how could he not have many photos?

“You saw my pictures too? That makes me happy.” He said with a broad smile.

“People share them.” I tried to keep my voice normal to hide how nervous I was deep down.

“Yes, at least you’ve seen them, right?”

“…I guess.” I answered quietly, avoiding the question, noticing a small path leading into the forest. It looked mysterious. He probably noticed my gaze and explained.

“This path leads to the monks’ quarters, see? There’s an old man cleaning over there.”

Oh, that’s right, indeed.

“Let’s go.”

I started to see something in front of me. Excitingly, there were old steps made of small bricks with two giant statues by the side, and a shop selling souvenirs and offerings next to it.

I carefully walked up the steps, not forgetting to take photos, with Phii Hill leading the way. I tried not to pay attention, but I could see from the corner of my eye that he was still watching me without letting me out of his sight. Sigh, what’s with him! Anyone would get tense under such a gaze!

When we reached the upper level, on the right, there were religious art exhibitions, on the left, a viewpoint, and in front, a wall with tunnel openings. I saw a few tourists, but not many. A lot of them were heading into the tunnel; it must be the highlight here.

But I hadn’t seen any Buddha statues to pay respects to yet.

“The actual temple is inside.”

“Huh?”

“Want to go inside and have a look?” Phii Hill asked. I wouldn’t refuse, I’ve never seen anything like this before. I walked in, took off my shoes, and placed them where they should go. Phii Hill told me to go in first.

Inside, it was almost pitch dark except for the soft glow of yellow candles placed at intervals. The murals on the walls and ceiling left me in awe of their beauty. Just looking, you could tell how much care was put into them. Even though time had faded them, the scent of fragrant candles and fresh flowers filled the air. I couldn’t help but think how romantic the atmosphere was, like stepping back into the ancient Lanna world.

“Ter, look to the left.” He said, and I turned to see a small path leading to a Buddha statue. We both put our hands together in prayer. Then, as we walked further, we encountered more statues and some parts of the tunnel walls were natural rock faces. I was so thrilled by this new experience that I momentarily forgot who I was with. Just earlier, I nearly tripped over a step, but Phii Hill caught my arm just in time. Not sure if it was just my imagination, but he seemed to be looking out for me the whole time.    He’s always this kind, not just to me.

We walked until we reached the end of the tunnel, exiting at the back of the viewpoint. I wanted to go see the view, but we didn’t have our shoes, so we had to walk back the same way.

Tap!

Tap!

It started raining!

Damn…the rain just had to start pouring down now, and we didn’t bring an umbrella. This forced me, the other person, and other tourists to take shelter near the entrance of the tunnel to wait out the rain, but it didn’t look like it would stop anytime soon. The raindrops came down relentlessly, turning the view into a curtain of rain where you could hardly see through, and the wind picked up, sending sprays of rain our way.

Thump

Something covered me. I turned to look at the person beside me.

A shirt?

Phii Hill had taken off his outer shirt and given it to me, leaving him in just his inner t-shirt. He turned and gave me a gentle smile.

He’s…too kind.

I ducked my head to hide my face which was turning hot, certain my cheeks and ears were bright red. My heart started beating faster, almost as if it might leap out of my chest. Damn…what kind of doctor are you, trying to give someone a heart attack like this!

“Uh…thank you.” I murmured softly, probably too quiet to be heard over the sound of the rain.

“It’s nothing.” He replied. Oh, he heard me? Phii Hill’s smile was still as gentle as ever. I felt an inexplicable warmth, with the curtain of rain in front of us and the candlelit tunnel behind.

“Can I ask for something?”

“No.” I said without looking at the tall figure.    “Please?” The doctor’s voice was coaxing.

“Uh, what is it?”

“Can I hold your hand?”

“…”

Shit…my heart! Don’t you dare jump out!

I slowly extended my hand towards him, feeling the warmth as he gently took it.

Honestly, I was too embarrassed to look at him.

Thump!

Thump!

Damn, my legs were starting to feel unsteady now!!

“Can I ask for something else?”

“No!” I answered immediately. What more could there be? Are you trying to get an inch when you’ve already got a foot? I’m already breathless from this!

“This is the last thing I’ll ask.”

“What now?”

“Can I ‘court’ you, Ter…please?”

“No!!!!”

 

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EASTTAGYOUREMINE, Chapter 4: Always

   Under the medical faculty building, almost all the students had already left. My friends and I were sitting at a wooden table in the faculty courtyard. We had planned to work on a group project; actually, the term hadn’t even started yet, but the professor had called all the medical students to attend classes before the term officially began. Why? Because there’s just too much content to squeeze into one school term.

I’m ‘Hill’, a second-year medical student, and the faculty moon, which seems like a prestigious position to many, but for me, it’s just okay. I was selected for photoshoots and interviews, and I still don’t know how I ended up with this position.

This has made my life more complicated. Since my first year, seniors of all genders have been trying to get close, buying me things, constantly approaching me. I don’t mind being liked, but sometimes it gets uncomfortable. I’m not particularly interested in anyone. Not even interested in love at all. I don’t know, it’s hard to explain, but it feels like there’s always something unresolved weighing on me.

Due to my father’s job, my whole family had to move here abruptly. It was very sudden; one morning my mom said we were moving, and by evening, we were out of the house. Luckily, we had a house already bought, which made things a bit easier, but I moved into a condo by myself for easier commuting to school.    Honestly, I didn’t want to come here at all. I really didn’t. It felt like I was leaving someone behind without a chance to explain or tell the truth. I didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye, as if all those years of effort were for nothing. I should have had the courage to tell him a long time ago.

Time passed…

I’m now far away, in a different part of the country, unable to meet or contact him. It makes me sad, but there’s still this faint hope that someday we might cross paths somewhere in this world.

And then, will my feelings still be the same…

And what would he think? I don’t know either…But I’m sure by now he must hate me.

I once went through our old chat messages; it made me wish I could turn back time if I could, but I had to face reality: his Facebook account was closed. He changed his phone number too, making any chance of contact zero. Even if I tried to find him, he probably wouldn’t want to see me.

And no matter what…the smiles of others. They’ve never made me as happy as his smile did.

One day, while checking documents for my mother, who funds scholarships and donates a lot to this university under the name “Lady Ratana”, earning much respect, she asked me to help check the scholarship applications for this year to see if all documents were complete. I was going through them with a sense of boredom when I came across one file:

Panupong Podhithasin, Faculty of Veterinary Medicine, Year 1

This is…

I glanced over at the photo of the student in the top right corner of the paper.

Yes, indeed…

“Think of it this way, everything depends on ‘time and opportunity’.”    A voice echoed in my mind. I had used this phrase to comfort myself, like tricking myself into believing there was still hope, that my time and opportunity would come someday.

But maybe it really could happen…

The whole day, I kept thinking about this, pondering various scenarios. What should I do? Would we meet? How much would he have changed? If we actually met face to face, how would I act? Would he remember me at all? And so on, these thoughts just kept circling.

If he knew I was studying here too, I bet…someone like him would be up all night.

“Hill, hey, Hill.” The voice of the person next to me snapped me out of my reverie.    “What?”

“What are you daydreaming about? Help with the work.” said Johan, or Jo for short, one of my friends from the same faculty. He’s lively, playful, and gets along with everyone. He approached me first. Not sure how we ended up in the same group. Honestly, he’s quite the flirt, and being rich, he can casually date anyone. I’ve given up trying to remember his girlfriend’s name.

There are four of us in our group. Sitting next to me right now is Johan, as I’ve introduced. Across from me, busy working and ignoring everyone, is “Tonfah”, who others might see as quiet, cool, and good-looking, but he’s not really that quiet. Despite appearances, Tonfah is the faculty’s vice-president.

Next to Tonfah is “Arthit”, the crazy one who gives you a headache when you talk to him. He looks tough but is sincere. Though he can be quite blunt, unlike Johan who’s like a sly fox.

“Yeah, you’re just staring at your phone.” Arthit adds to what Johan said.    “You haven’t started yet, Arthit. You’re not doing anything either, Jo. You’re leaving Tonfah to do all the work alone.” I comment. I’m not really taking advantage, but I just want a brief break before diving into the work. I just had class, after all.

“You guys are the ones who are lazy, I’ll write my name on this and submit it to the professor.” Tonfah says without looking up from his paper. “Here, take this part, Hill. This is yours, Jo, Tit.” Tonfah handed out thick stacks of paper. His method of work distribution is just throwing it out there. Whoever does what, as long as there’s good work to submit.

“Lazy bunch, I swear if we weren’t studying medicine.” Arthit grumbled but took the work anyway.

“Yeah, might as well flunk out.” Johan chimed in.

“Ha, that dude with the milk, acting all dreamy. Last final exam, I nearly got an F.” Arthit pointed at me.

“Well, I’ve got to do my best, don’t I?” I said, rummaging through my backpack for a pen.

“You better do just enough. If this group fails, the whole faculty goes down. You got a 98, that’s an A, right? Tonfa got a 90, that’s a B. Shit, I got an 84, I felt like I was almost ‘taking the dog home’.”

‘Taking the dog home’ means getting a D grade, or Dog. If A equals Ant, B equals Bird, C equals Cat, when grades come out, they ask what’s the least desirable animal, that’d be an F, for Fish.

“Dad told me to ‘do good’ for the project, and said the house was full of howling dogs last night.” Arthit laughed, “Instead of competing for grades, why don’t we collaborate to get even scores? We could all ‘raise ants’ together.”

“Are you studying entomology to raise bugs? Everyone wants good grades.” Johan said before turning back to his phone.

“Oh, Jo, you traitor. I thought we were in this together. In the end, you changed colors.” Arthit said with a disappointed tone.

Then we didn’t speak for nearly twenty minutes because each of us was absorbed in what we were doing with our hands. Once my mind started racing, I didn’t want to stop; I wanted to finish the work. Until Tonfa broke the silence:    “Phew, finally done with topic 1.1.”

“I finished 1.3 too.” I said, putting down my pen and stretching my neck a couple of times to relieve the stiffness.

“I’m almost done, just a bit more,” said Arthit. I glanced over at Johan, who was scribbling away with intense focus.

“Done, done!” Johan and Arthit said simultaneously.

“Are you guys competing or what?” asked Tonfa.

“Nah, but finishing first feels good.” Jo said before taking a sip of his coffee. “Hey, Hill, I’ve been meaning to ask, what was up with that last photo you posted?” Arthit asked, recalling something.

“Yeah, what’s with the ‘pay for new treats, pay whatever’? Are you playing the rich kid game now?” Johan chimed in teasingly, “It’s all over Twitter with this hashtag. Who’s the watch owner?” He held up his phone to show me.

“New hashtag? I haven’t seen it.” I took his phone to look, realizing I hadn’t checked my Twitter since posting that photo yesterday. The watch on that junior’s wrist had sparked this hashtag.

“Who is it? I really want to know. You don’t date the faculty stars, you don’t care about Dao. Saw Baifern waiting for you that day, I felt so sorry for her, I really wanted to comfort her.” Johan said, twisting around in a way that was quite eerie.

“I just don’t want to say anything yet.” I said, handing my phone back to Johan.

“Keeping secrets from friends.” Tonfa remarked.

“Alright, I’ll introduce you guys later.”

“Are you courting someone?”

“No idea.”

“Cheh, someone like Hill trying to court someone, I thought you were hopeless. But at your level, you’d need to court? I think just telling her you like her would make her swoon.”

“Nah, this one’s tough.”

“Really? So, how tough on a scale of one to ten?”

“Maybe a ten.” I thought for a moment before answering Johan. Hmm…he really is that tough for me.

   “Then she’s not just any star who’s come following you up to this point, oh, your little star, can I have Baifern then?” Johan said with a cheeky grin.

“Up to you, just be careful not to mix up your tracks.” I said nonchalantly. Johan never takes anyone seriously, always teasing this one or that one. He has so many girls in his circle, I wonder if he remembers them all.

“Watch out, Jo, if you meet someone you’re serious about, it’ll be trouble.” Tonfa warned, true to his role as the group’s wise one.

“Ugh, that’s tough to say, I don’t think I’ll find that in this lifetime, better to stay like this forever.”

“Who’ll take care of you when you’re old?”

“I’m rich.”

“Okay, that’s settled.” Tonfa sighed, rolling his eyes. That’s right, Johan really is rich; his family has big businesses. He’s also started his own ventures and is already continuing the family business. He doesn’t want to be seen as living off his parents’ wealth, so he’s been doing things on his own since high school. If you have money, finding someone to take care of you isn’t hard, but whether you’ll find true love is another question.

“So, in conclusion, our Hill is starting to be paired up. That leaves only us floating aimlessly, right?” Arthit said, sounding annoyed.

“Paired up? I haven’t even done anything yet.” I said. “And Tonfa, you aren’t exactly a saint either, I’m starting to smell love coming from you.”    “Really? Tonfa too? Who is it?”

“Crazy Hill, just talking nonsense.” Tonfa said, uninterested.

“I know, alright. You can hide anyone, but just don’t hide me.” Tonfa usually doesn’t talk about himself much. If he had someone he loved, he probably wouldn’t tell anyone, but I’ve started noticing it recently. I’m not sure, but it’s these little signs that make me suspect something.

“Ha, nonsense. Why don’t you try looking at Arthit, he might be the one hiding something.”

“Hold on, what am I hiding?”

“Arthit…he’s totally dead inside.” said Johan, “Too rough. Doesn’t know how to be gentle with women.”

“Alright, just leave me be.”

“Well then, Hill, if there’s anything you need to discuss, let me know. I’ve got to go, I have an appointment.” Johan said before getting up from his chair, “Tun, keep the work for me.”

“Who are you meeting, your girlfriend?”

“No, it’s my babe.”

“Who?” Johan didn’t reply, just smiled and waved dismissively.

“Forget it, Tun. Don’t bother trying to remember his girlfriend’s name.” I said resignedly.

After that, we all went our separate ways once the work was done satisfactorily. Tonfa, being the team leader, took care of the paperwork. Even though I do well in school, I don’t like to complicate things for myself. Being the president of the club is the same. Initially, I didn’t want to be one at all, but my mother insisted, so I just went along with it. Once you take on a role, you have to do it to the best of your ability.

I pressed the remote to unlock my favorite car, but this car my dad allowed me to use tends to attract too much attention. I don’t really like driving around and being stared at. I wanted to ask for another car from home, but they’re all just as conspicuous, if not more so.

Upon arriving at my condo, I parked in my reserved spot. Since reserving a parking space under the condo, life has become much easier; no need to circle around looking for a spot. I just drive in and park. The rental fee is manageable too.

Once I got to my room, I tossed my backpack onto the large sofa, loosened my tie to relieve some discomfort. My mom found this condo for me; it’s spacious with all the necessary amenities. There’s a large living room, a bedroom big enough for three people to sleep comfortably, and a small kitchen corner with all the cooking equipment ready.

I opened my computer, logged into my Facebook account.

There’s this one account I recently came across. It’s fairly new, so there aren’t many posts or pictures, and considering the owner’s personal habits, they don’t seem like the type to post on Facebook daily. I scrolled through, looking at older posts. Some of the statuses made me wonder if they were about me.    Easter Panupong – May 12: Yay, I passed the exam. I’m going to the northern region now.

   I’ve been scrolling back through my posts since I created this account.

Easter Panupong – May 28: I’m going to be far away. I feel strangely sad.

   Easter Panupong – June 5: Added 1 new photo in Rayong Province.    It was a landscape photo of a place with a caption – Good memories before we don’t see each other again.

   I remember this place; it was the first spot we visited together. At that time, I just wanted to take him somewhere. I remember it was quite far and the journey was tough, but when we arrived, it was worth it because of the smiles on our faces. I was so caught up in his charm that I forgot about the near two-hour drive.

Easter Panupong – July 18: Added 1 new photo.

   A picture of the night sky, but with beautiful twinkling stars, captioned – Same sky, this was the last post. After that, it was just check-ins for meals and some minor complaints.

   If he posts something that refers to me, it means he still remembers…

   Even if his feelings might have changed…

   Before this, I wasn’t sure at all. I wasn’t even trying to wait, but it seemed like I

couldn’t move on, even without hope. After not seeing or contacting each other for a full year, the longing that once was intense began to fade until I could let go.

   Sometimes I thought I had forgotten…

   But I couldn’t open my heart to someone else.

   These two things contradict each other. I don’t know what to do. I’ve tried to imagine what if we met by chance again. I thought I could act indifferent and wouldn’t feel anything anymore.

   But that’s not true at all…

   Just a glimpse of his face, all the time I spent thinking, trying everything to stop missing him, trying to fill the void in my heart, all of it crumbled so easily.

   I understood immediately at that moment…

   My heart has always needed only him…

   And it will be like this forever…

   

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EASTTAGYOUREMINE, Chapter 3: Infront Of Me

   “A cup of cocoa, please.” I reached into my wallet, pulling out a twenty-baht note and a five-baht coin. After running a marathon for about ten minutes, I was exhausted.

The question is, why did I run?

   So, the story goes, a first-year with big, innocent eyes had his first club activity experience end with him suddenly running out in the middle of it. How will everyone look at me now?

   No excuse would work in this case. Saying I had an urgent matter to attend to? That wouldn’t cut it, especially not when I was running like that. Or maybe I was scared of the president? Did he look like he was going to eat me? That’s just silly.

Or maybe I just felt like exercising all of a sudden? That’s even worse.    “Thank you.”

“Thanks.” I took the cocoa cup and drank from it as I walked back to the dorm.

It’s way too hot and sunny out here for running. I felt that working with the club

this time might not work out, for a few reasons: one, having Phii Hill as the president, which is just bad luck; two, he saw me, fully, and now I’m not sure what will happen next. Will he pretend not to know me? Or will he act indifferent? Or worse, will he approach me? That would be annoying!!

Approach me? That’s laughable, what am I even thinking? There’s no reason for him to do that. Plus, he’s got, uh, some sort of shipping thing going on with his potential girlfriend waiting for him after class.

The third reason is what just happened, running out like I was in the Olympics, it’s embarrassing now that I think about it. I should have thought before running, at least stopped when the team head called after me.

“Hey, you’re back, how was the club event? Fun?” North, who was playing games, greeted me as I opened the door.

“Not at all, I want out.”

“Why? Was it that hard?”

“Not really, but I just don’t like it.” I sighed, placing the cocoa on the table next to North before jumping onto the bed.

“What can you do? You’re the one who wanted the scholarship. If you don’t do it, you’ll lose it.” He said, taking a sip of my cocoa.

“There’s someone there I don’t like, the one I told you about.” I remembered consulting North about this once, and he told me to ask him again if needed.

“Really? Damn, that’s bad luck. And then what happened?”

“I just ran into him directly, got scared, and ran away.”

“Seriously? You ran out right after seeing him?”

“Yeah, I ran out.”

“Huh?” North turned around with a surprised look.

“Yeah.” I nodded.

“Did you run right away? As soon as you saw him, you ran?” I nodded again, to make sure he understood correctly. “Everyone must have been confused then. No wonder you didn’t want to go. If it were me, I’d think you were crazy.”

“I didn’t mean to, my legs just moved on their own, that’s why I’m stressed out here. And I’ve got to go back tomorrow.”

“Why go to such lengths? Do you hate him that much?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“That’s strange.”

“How is it strange?”

“Usually, when we see someone we hate, we don’t run. It’s not like they’re a cockroach or a spider or something.” North turned away from his game screen, swiveling his chair to face me.

“I don’t know, I just know I can’t stand there looking at him or letting him see me.” I said, expressing my true feelings.

“Hmm…Why do you think you can’t look at him?”

“Because I hate him.”

“At that moment, did you feel disgusted by him?”

“Uh…not exactly.” I wasn’t sure what feeling I felt, but I didn’t think it was disgust.

“So, if I told you to stand and stare at him for ten minutes, could you do it?”

“No way, absolutely not.”

“Why?”

“Why would I stare at someone I don’t like?”

“Then, if he were to stare at you instead, how would you feel?”

Oh come on, North. What are you, an engineering student or a psychologist?

   “I…would probably feel uncomfortable.” I answered honestly.

“Are you sure you hate him? It seems more like you like him.”

“North, seriously!! Is that your mouth or your foot talking?” I scolded him. Crazy! Like? what? Come on, let’s stop talking about this!! “What do you mean by like? Let’s drop this topic.”

“Don’t get mad. I’m just saying what I think. You look more embarrassed than anything.”

“Enough, beast. If you say I like him again, I’ll take my cocoa back.”

“Hahaha, okay, so what are you going to do next?”

“That’s the thing. What should I do?”

“Maybe just stay cool, act like nothing happened. If anyone asks, just say it was nothing and avoid the topic. As for this person you hate, just pretend you don’t see him, let him be.”

“But what if I run into him face-to-face like yesterday again?”

“Then don’t run. Just slip away or take another route, act like you weren’t interested from the start.”

“You make it sound easy. When I ran, I didn’t think at first.”

“Then it means you were flustered.”

“I wasn’t flustered!! Alright, I’ll try to act like nothing’s wrong, that should work, right?”

“Right, let me know how it goes, I’m curious.”

“Yeah, for this matter, I can only talk to you about it.” If I consulted Foam or Typhoon, they’d definitely grill me until there’s nothing left.    The next day, 09:12 AM

   “Good morning, Easter.” Thaam greeted me as usual. I had just arrived at the club’s courtyard, and it seemed like no one noticed or cared about what happened yesterday. No one was giving me strange looks.    “What happened yesterday? I saw you run out.”

“Uh, oh, it was nothing really.” I said, following North’s advice. I wasn’t sure if it would work.

“Were you not feeling well? Or did you have a stomach ache?”

“Yeah, a little bit.”

“There’s actually a bathroom around there, you know.”

“Oh, really…I didn’t know.” Maybe I was overthinking it. Why would anyone care that much about my actions? Here’s Thaam just thinking I had a stomach ache. Then I changed the topic, asking if there was any more work from yesterday, and Thaam explained that since it was the first day, they didn’t want to overload us. We just finished repainting the old signs and then were let go, and he didn’t say anything else about it.

“Nong Ter.” a deep voice called out. I turned to see Phii Pim approaching, oh no, this could be trouble.

“Phii Pim, good morning.” Thaam and I greeted her with a wai, and she returned it.

“Sorry about this.” Phii Pim said with a forced smile, “About yesterday, did my friend do something wrong to you?”

“Huh? Oh? No, that’s not it.” I was confused. Even if that guy was the cause, he hadn’t actually done anything to me, really. I’m the one who should apologize for my rude behavior.

“Don’t feel bad, you see, Hill, uh, the president, he gets really angry when someone wakes him up from his nap. I didn’t know, so I sent you to wake him. I heard last time a freshman ran out crying like you did, apparently got scolded pretty badly.”

“Really? That bad?” Could someone really be scolded to the point of running out crying? Then my case isn’t that strange, right?

   “Yeah, but even if he says he didn’t scold you, we know he must have done something. Otherwise, why would you run out?” Phii Pim said, making me feel a bit guilty as if I was shifting the blame onto my senior.

“Ah, but it’s fine now.” I said. How did it end up like this? “I’m the one who should apologize, I was the one who was rude.”

“No worries, no worries, we’ve decided to treat you to dinner as an apology,

Nong Thaam, you should come too.”

“I’m sorry, I have some business today.” Thaam said, bowing his head in apology.

“Oh, that’s a pity, save it for next time, but Nong Ter, you have to come, I’ll make sure Hill treats you as his apology.”

Hey, Phii Pim, I understand you mean well, but maybe not doing anything would have been better.

“It’s alright, I actually have some business too.” I didn’t really have any business, but the idea of having dinner with that senior made me want to have some instantly!!

“Come on, we’ve already made plans. Bua is also coming, she even postponed her appointment to eat with us. Look, speaking of which, here she comes.” I turned in the direction Phii Pim pointed, seeing Phii Bua and another short-haired senior, probably named Dew, walking towards us, chatting and looking like they were having fun.

“Oh, Pim, Nong Ter, and Nong Thaam too.” Phii Bua smiled happily upon seeing us and pulled Phii Dew over.

“Hello.” Thaam and I greeted them, and the two seniors smiled back.

“I apologize, Hill might have been a bit grumpy, but he’s not a bad person.” Phii Bua said. Why does everyone feel the need to apologize to me? The seniors here really care about the freshmen’s feelings.

   “It’s okay, I’m not thinking anything of it.” I said.

“That’s good, we’ll be working together for several more years, we don’t want any bad feelings.” Dew smiled. “Pim, did you tell Nong Ter about the dinner treat?”

“I did. But it seems like the freshman isn’t available.” Wait, why does Phii Pim seem like she’s trying to pressure me into agreeing?

   “Oh really? That’s too bad. We were planning to treat you as an apology. We’ve even rescheduled for it.” In front of me were three kind seniors smiling and looking at me, but why did it feel like there was a knife at my throat, forcing me to go? It was really a subtle form of pressure.

“Uh…sure.” I gave in, I surrendered. Please remove the knife from my throat.

“Yay, great!”

“What were the two girls gossiping about earlier? It seemed fun, I want to know too.” Phii Pim said.

“Do you really want to know? We were just gossiping because they were talking a lot, but do guys like to gossip about girls’ stuff too?”

“We also like to know what’s going on, right?” the team head chimed in, looking at me and Thaam. Actually, he’s right. I’m one of those who enjoys hearing about other people’s business too.

“Okay, so the story goes like this, a few days ago, right, on our university’s Cute Girl Cute Boy page, they posted a picture of Baifern waiting for Hill while he was in the lab. It made the HillBaifern team scream all over Twitter.” Phii Bua explained with enthusiasm.

“What’s the HillBaifern team?” Phii Pim asked, which was exactly what I wanted to know. Honestly, I’m not that interested in his affairs, but since someone was telling the story, I might as well listen to it clearly. I really don’t want to know, really!

“Hill is super handsome, super rich, the university moon, president of the society, everyone likes him, right? He’s out of reach for most people. But there are stars from three faculties chasing after him. They’re really stars, all beautiful, although there are stars from other faculties too, but they don’t follow Hill around like this.”    “Oh, I’ve heard something like that. Last time, I was doing the lab with him, and Baifern was waiting from four to six. She must have been really free with nothing to do. And Hill didn’t even bother to go out to see her, you could say he was completely indifferent. Then when the lab was over, Baifern invited him to dinner, and he just turned her down with a straight face.” Phii Pim recounted as an eyewitness. Why did my heart feel a bit lighter when she said Phii Hill was indifferent? I don’t know.

   “Wow, really? Our friend has some nerve, huh? That’s the management faculty star. Show some respect, she has spent so much on Botox, and he doesn’t even acknowledge her.”

“Dew, don’t be mean like that.” Although Phii Bua said that, she was also secretly laughing.

“Just kidding, keep telling the story.”

“So, then there were different teams forming, right? At first, there were many, but due to the dynamic created by the person himself and his fans, now there are mainly three teams: Team Baifern, Team Fondao, and Team Thanmild.”

“Thanmild, the star of our medical faculty, right?”

“Yes, she claims they’re just friends, but they’ve been pretty inseparable. And the buzz has been growing; maybe she likes him but doesn’t show it dramatically, just quietly staying close. Hmm, many people confirm they were from the same high school, have been close for a long time, maybe they’ve liked each other from the beginning.”

Huh? They liked each other from the start, back in school, Phii Thanmild and Phii Hill? That can’t be true…I was almost always with them or was there something I missed? Ugh, I hope that’s not the case. I don’t want to feel any more foolish than I already do.

   “And then there’s Fondao, the star of the nursing faculty, also making waves. So there are three teams now. The fan clubs argue among themselves, and the admin of the page really stirs the pot. And just the other day, the page posted a picture of Fern, right? The fans from that side went wild, but our Hill, he doesn’t seem to care at all. People can ship them, take pictures, and fantasize all they want; he knows about it but whenever I ask him, he just says ‘whatever’, like he doesn’t care what others do.”

“That’s true.” Phii Pim interjected, “There were even rumors that he’s emotionless, or gay, or already has a partner, but he just doesn’t care. However, his indifferent attitude is the problem; he neither likes nor clearly rejects anyone, which gives those people hope.”

“Right, I don’t get him either, but then, Hill, the doctor, actually commented on the page where Fern’s picture was posted, asking them to take the picture down. Now that was a surprise. Why ask for it to be removed? Does Hill not like Fern? Why suddenly care when he never did before? Because there’s someone else he’s serious about? Or is he one of the other two people interested, or maybe Fern herself is serious about something, but doesn’t want to reveal it yet, so she asked him to remove it? Everyone’s just speculating wildly.”    Oh, that picture, huh? Phii Hill asked for it to be removed?

   “Wow, that’s quite the drama, people really go that far?”

“We’re no different, Dew, gossiping like this. But it’s entertaining. Look, this tweet is pretty heated.” Phii Bua held up her phone showing Twitter account.

Indeed, on this platform, you can say just about anything.

“And the latest, Fern posted something too, check it out.” Baifern Nantacha: 1 day ago

   I’m still hopeful though :,)

   “Wow, that’s bold.” Phii Dew commented, “So, what now? Should we go and ask him?”

“Sorry, I already asked.” Phii Bua said cheerfully. “I mean, how could I miss out when he’s right here with us. Do you want to know what he said?”

“Yes, of course. Don’t keep us in suspense, tell us quickly.” Phii Dew shook Phii Bua’s arm.

“Alright, he said, ‘I’m serious about someone now.’ Isn’t that great? If I tweet this, everyone’s going to go crazy.”    He’s…serious about someone?

   “Hey, speak of the devil, here comes Hill, over here, let’s clear this up right now.” Phii Dew shouted, calling out to the person stepping out of a fancy car. I turned towards where Phii Dew was calling, and Phii Hill looked over, confused, before Phii Dew ran over to drag him here.

Thud!

Thump!

It was happening again, just like yesterday; my heart, legs, and hands were starting to shake. I looked down, not daring to lift my head. When footsteps stopped right in front of me, my heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest, and I felt heat rush to my face and ears. Oh gosh!! Stay normal, Ter, look up! Or else he’ll wonder what’s wrong!

And then I slowly lifted my head, but I was startled to meet his sharp eyes already looking at me. His handsome face was looking down, with a slight smirk that probably melted many hearts, but it shouldn’t be doing that to me, right? Sigh. “So, Hill, Bua said you have a serious partner now. Is that true?” Phii Pim asked, and everyone turned to look at Phii Hill for an answer, but he was only looking at me. Why are you looking at me?!

“Yeah, I do.” Phii Hill answered, still not taking his eyes off me, his smile widening, with eyes that could melt me. I quickly looked away. If I accidentally made eye contact again, it would be disastrous.

“Uh…so, everyone else is starting on the work. We’ll excuse ourselves.” I said quickly, almost tripping over my words. I grabbed Thaam’s wrist and pulled him out immediately, trying not to run as North had advised.

For goodness’ sake…why does my heart react so strongly? Just his smile and I’m nearly dying here!!

He has a serious partner now.

He has a serious partner now.

He has a SERIOUS PARTNER NOW!!!

“Ter! Watch out, you’re about to walk into a pillar!” A voice from behind brought me back to reality, and I stopped my feet just in time. Phew, I almost kissed a pillar.

“What have you been spacing out about since just now?” Ploy, who was working with us, asked. She’s very cheerful and easy to get along with. She had been talking to everyone around, probably knows everyone by now, “Are you okay?”

“No, no, I was just thinking randomly, sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing to me? Oh!” Suddenly, another girl ran up and grabbed Ploy’s arm, startling her.

“Ploy, look, look, Phii Hill is also helping paint the backdrop. Wow, he’s so cool, let’s sneak some photos.”

“Oh, you…you scared me. Do you like him?”

“Crazy, I’m just a fan. Everyone likes him, let’s go ask for a photo.”

“Okay, okay, but won’t it be a bother?”

“Let’s ask first, come on.” In the end, Oi dragged Ploy to where Phii Hill was busy painting. If you looked closely, you’d see other women sneaking glances at him and acting all shy. Wow…quite the heartthrob, isn’t he?

But there are some who are really serious, probably the campus stars who have a crush on him. After all, the month has to match with the stars, right? But why did you look at me while saying that!?

Then Oi; she got a picture with Phii Hill, but it was just standing next to each other and taking a simple photo. Ploy switched to taking photos too. It seemed like Phii Hill didn’t show any signs of annoyance at being disturbed while working.

“Easter, could you go help them over there with the sewing?” Thaam said.

“Okay, khrap.” I replied politely, again.

Everyone here was busy sewing, probably for stage decorations, rolling the fabric and pinning them into flower shapes. Is it really a good idea for me to help here?

“How do you do this?” I sat down and asked one of the girls who was rolling the fabric.

“Oh, grab that cloth over there, I’ll teach you.” I reached for a small piece of cloth and tried to roll it as she instructed.

“No, you have to pull it tight for it to look nice.”

“Hmm, this really is something more suited for women, isn’t it?” I said, feeling discouraged, this was definitely craftsmanship.

“Exactly. Look at Thaam, he’s almost done with one, and it looks so beautiful.”

“Wow, meticulous work.” I complimented, Thaam does everything so neatly. I turned back to my work, wrapping and then needing to find a pin.

“Holding it like that is dangerous, you know.” Suddenly, a big hand took the cloth from in front of me, and the tall figure knelt in front of me. Oh…it’s him again!!

I was startled so much that my eyes widened, oh dear, too close, Phii Hill’s face was calm but with a slight smile. I quickly averted my gaze, not smooth at all, he must know I was deliberately avoiding eye contact.

“Here, you hold it like this. And the pin goes…” I looked down at his hand demonstrating. I didn’t want to praise, but he’s really good. Is he a pro at sewing?

“Phii Hill, that’s beautifully done, I didn’t know it could be like this.” The girl next to me said.

“Yes, but be careful not to prick your finger with the needle.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Then he stood up and left. Suddenly, I realized we’ve never spoken properly, except for that first time when he called out my name, after that, nothing. Just now, it was like a senior teaching a junior, not particularly talking to me. Or is he purposely acting like he doesn’t know me?

   So that’s how it is? From now on, our relationship will just be senior-junior in the club, just colleagues, right?

   That’s good…yeah, that’s good. That’s how I’ve always wanted it to be, isn’t it?

Even if we meet, we pretend not to know each other like this.

   “Phii Hill is so kind, no wonder everyone likes him with that handsome face and kind heart.”

“Exactly, should we join his fan club?”

“Let’s do it, I’ve saved so many of his pictures from the page.”

“Wow, no wonder you have so many pictures of guys.”

“But I can’t choose a side. I like Phii Fondao, but I don’t want Phii Hill to have a girlfriend. So I’ll go with Phii Hill’s team with us.”

“Oh my, this imagination!”

Then the girls continued to gossip, and I started wondering why I had to be close to this gossip circle all the time. The more famous he gets, the more people like him, which makes me even more annoyed.

   Kind? That guy is clearly a devil in disguise as a saint.

   I sat there folding cloth, some turned out nice, most didn’t. He brought them back for me to redo. I redid them. If they didn’t pass, I redid them again, looping like this for almost two or three times.

   “Wait, juniors, help collect the stuff, okay? Thank you for helping out today, have a safe journey back.” The seniors let us go home. I helped put the cloth away, planning to leave quickly.

“Nong Ter, come eat.” Phii Pim called out to me, waiting right in front of the storage room. Sigh, there goes my plan to slip away unnoticed.

“Sure.” I replied, slowly following her.

When we got to the parking lot, Phii Bua, Phii Dew, and Phii Hill were standing by the car I remembered Phii Hill got out of this morning. I tried not to look at the tall figure and stood beside Phii Bua instead.

“We were thinking of going for Japanese food, Nong Ter, are you okay with that?” Phii Bua asked. That’s great, Japanese food is my favorite, though I haven’t had it in a while because of money issues.    “Okay.”

“Great, then let’s get in the car.” said Phii Dew, and Phii Hill walked around to the driver’s side, Phii Bua sat in the front passenger seat, while I ended up sitting in the back with Phii Pim and Phii Dew. Wow, this is a really fancy car. I don’t know much about cars, but I bet this one costs a pretty penny, and it’s spotless with a faint nice smell to boot.

“Hey, I thought you’d bring the Benz,” said the senior sitting next to me.

“That one’s borrowed by dad, his car broke down.” Phii Hill glanced at the rearview mirror, making me look away.

“But this one is even more expensive than a Benz, I’ve heard.”

“Not exactly, it’s a Porsche, but I can’t remember the model.” Phii Hill said as he started the car and drove out of the parking lot. While on the way, I looked out of the window from the side seat, noticing some people turning to look. This must really be a luxury car, no doubt. Are these guys that rich? Wow, I barely dare to move, scared of scuffing the seat.

After a while, we pulled into the mall’s parking lot. Hmm? Are we going to eat Japanese food in the mall? Isn’t that going to be too expensive? I’ve only eaten there occasionally with family for big celebrations, but of course, since I’ve been living on my own, I can’t afford to come near a mall.

“Wow, can you handle the price?” Phii Pim asked.

“Sort of.” Phii Hill replied, before we all entered. Actually, if I get to eat Japanese food which I haven’t had in ages, I’d be fine sitting with them for a bit, even if it means sitting far at the end of the table. Plus, I won’t have to pay, so Ter gets to eat for free again (after those free cakes and cocoa, huh).

“Five people, please follow me to the innermost table.” The hostess at the counter greeted us with a bow and led us inside. The restaurant was beautifully decorated, giving off an authentic Japanese vibe. If there were kimonos to change into, you’d think you were in Japan for real.

There was a small fountain by our table, creating a very romantic atmosphere.

This place would be great for a date.

“Nong Ter, come sit here.” called Phii Bua, and when I turned around, everyone was already seated except for the spot directly across from Phii Hill. Oh no, I shouldn’t have been zoning out.

“Come on, let’s order. Nong Ter, order whatever you want. It’s on us.” said Phii Bua, handing me the menu. Of course, I knew I’d be sitting opposite Phii Hill, so I avoided eye contact, but was he looking at me? Ugh, I, Ter, feel so awkward.    Wow!! The prices are outrageous, sushi at hundreds per piece. I wanted to order sashimi, but a plate costs nearly a thousand! I wanted to but felt too shy to order something so expensive in front of the seniors. Better go for something cheaper, even ramen here is five hundred! My goodness, one plate would mean no more meals for the rest of the month.

   Everyone seemed to be ordering a lot. Why does everyone have so much money?

   “A large set of salmon sashimi, please.” Phii Hill ordered. I looked at the menu, that’s insane. Almost fifteen hundred for the large set!

“Wow, so lavish.” Phii Pim teased.

“Aren’t you ordering, Nong Ter? Do you need help choosing?” Fortunately, Phii Bua was sitting next to me and helped out, “Do you like ramen? Or do you want to order a rice set? You don’t have to order sushi, the seniors have already ordered a lot.”

“Oh…Then I’ll just have sushi.”

“Alright then. That’s fine, Hill has already ordered sashimi too, do you want to share some dessert?”

“Umm, I’ll order dessert later.” I said, handing the menu to the waiter. The waiter repeated the order and left.

“Hey, let’s gossip a bit. Earlier you said there’s someone you’re serious about.

Who is it?” Phii Pim immediately brought up the topic.

“Yeah, I want to know too! Come on, you haven’t told anyone, right? Promise you won’t.”

“You guys can’t tell anyway. If you do, I won’t let you see the lecture.” Phii Hill said.

“Look, that’s how people are. If I don’t get your lecture, how would I pass without the F-grade?”

“So, are you going to tell us who it is? Is it Fon, Fern, or Mild?”

“No.”

“Come on, give us a hint at least.”

“You’ll find out soon enough. But you promised not to tell anyone.”

Phii Hill left it at that, and then the food arrived. I was also curious about who he meant, but when the food reached the table, everyone’s attention, including mine, shifted.

   Sigh, oh how I missed this salmon. I picked up several pieces from the large platter with my chopsticks and placed them on my plate before eating.

   “Do you like it?” asked the person in front of me. I looked up, thinking he might be asking about the sashimi. Huh? Asking me? And then he smiled like that again.

Stop smiling like that!!

“Yes…I do.” I quickly looked down and stuffed more salmon into my mouth. Phew, my ears feel so hot, why is the AC so low in this restaurant? Don’t start talking to me again, you crazy senior!

Phii Bua passed dishes from far away to me, and Phii Hill did the same, constantly placing food on my plate. Wow, so kind. I could only nod in thanks, trying not to let my heart race too much. But isn’t he hardly eating at all? Just keep serving me. What does he want? But I decided not to ask anything. I didn’t want to start a conversation.

“Stuffed.”

“Yeah, so full. And it was delicious too. Did you enjoy it, Nong Ter?” asked Phii Bua.

“Yes, it was really delicious.” And it was. I pretty much ate almost all the sashimi by myself, completely losing myself in the food, and then felt a bit guilty about it. If I save up enough money, I’ll definitely come back here if I get the chance.

“Okay, since we’re full, let’s head out.” and then we all got up from the table and stood outside waiting. Only Phii Hill paid for the meal. What about the seniors treating us? Or will they split the bill later?

“By the way, you can drop us off at the faculty on your way, and then you can take Ter to his dorm.” Phii Dew said after we got in the car. Ugh. If they get dropped off, it’ll just be me and him alone. No, no, no.

“Okay.” Phii Hill agreed.

Ter, you need to think of an excuse quickly, tell him you’ll get off at some restaurant or on the way. Crazy, if I get off on the way, I’ll have to walk a long distance, it’s hot, or if I get off at a restaurant, which restaurant? Should I say I want to stop buying something? But which shop would that be? I’ve never been this way before, I don’t know any shops.

   “Thanks, take care.” said Phii Pim, Phii Dew, and Phii Bua as they got out. Oh no, because I was too busy overthinking, in the end, I’m left alone in the car with him. Jesus!!

“You can sit in the front if you want.”    “Uh…no, it’s fine.”

“If you don’t, it’s like I’m your chauffeur.” He said. Hmm, he has a point, but with the front seat empty and me in the back, it really does look like he’s driving for me. So, reluctantly, I moved to the front seat.

Oh my, I’m all nervous now.

“Was the food good?”

“Ye…Yes, it was good.” I said quietly. Oh, I told him not to start a conversation, darn it!

“So, shall we do this again next time?”

“Huh…Uh…No…It’s okay.”

Is he inviting me? Was that an invitation? I’m so flustered I can barely speak, can you turn up the AC a bit, I’m hot, he gave a small laugh at my response, and then there was no more conversation between us, I felt extremely awkward. Whether he tried to talk or if it was just silent, it was all awkward, being with him was just awkward.

   “See you then.” He said with a smile as the car stopped in front of my dorm, and I quickly opened the door to get out.

“Thank you.” I said in a low voice, so low I thought he might not have heard. I closed the car door, and the luxury car drove off.

Sigh…

“Hey, you.” I walked into my room to find North playing games again. This was the usual sight when I opened the door, “I’m hungry, let’s eat.”

“I’ve eaten. The seniors took me out for a treat.”

“Nice. And how was it with the guy you hate?”

“I’ll tell you later, I’m so tired right now for some reason.” I flopped onto the bed.

I didn’t know why I felt so tired when I hadn’t done anything particularly strenuous, maybe it was my heart working hard. Sigh, the sashimi was good, but not like this.

And then I drifted off to sleep…

…

“Ter, wake up!”

“Huh, what’s up?” I woke up with a start because North was shaking me.

“Don’t sleep in the evening, or your spirit might leave your body.”

“Huh? Why?”

“I don’t know, that’s what they say back at my place. Don’t sleep, or you won’t be able to sleep at night.”

“Okay, okay.” I got up reluctantly. If I couldn’t sleep at night, it would be troublesome, so I got up and turned on my computer, checking my usual routine on Facebook.

Then I stumbled upon another post from a cute girl. It probably wasn’t about those three girls who are always shipping each other again.    Cute Boy &  Girl – MU – shared a picture of Hill Ratchakit

   Squeal!! Clear this up, Doctor Hill! Oh my, I’m so embarrassed for you, it’s so sweet. Who was eating Japanese food with our Hill? What does the trio of girls think about this? Can you guess who it might be? And look at the caption, wow. He’s not usually like this, huh? P.S. It looks like they spent quite a bit on the meal.

   Huh!? Went to eat Japanese food? That was just now? Did Phii Hill take the picture!?

   I quickly clicked to see the full image.

   It was a photo just of our plates. From the angle, it must have been Phii Hill who took it, but when did he take it? I didn’t notice. I don’t know if it was intentional, but it looks like there’s only the two of us in the picture, no one else.    Hill Ratchakit – Added a new photo, 1 photo – 20 minutes ago

   Can I keep giving you these treats? Can we continue this? 🙂

   

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EASTTAGYOUREMINE, Chapter  2: When We Meet Again

   After we finished off the generous amount of pork steak on the plate, which was enough for all three of us to be full, it was worth the price, but if we had to pay for it ourselves, we’d be in trouble. I, having napped for nearly two hours, felt much refreshed. We then just hung out, read, and chatted until it was time for the senior’s meeting.

The three of us had to squeeze onto Foam’s single bike because he only had one. Luckily, nothing bad happened, though it was quite dangerous (don’t try this at home, kids). When we arrived, we parked in the faculty parking lot. I glanced over at the medical faculty building next to ours, and my heart felt a strange flutter.

He must be here, right…

Is it possible that after studying for several more years, with faculties next to each other, we wouldn’t see or bump into each other? Without even thinking about it, one could easily say it’s highly unlikely. I have to be careful not to let him see me. I’ll be on guard for the next six years…Sigh…

“Why is the medical faculty’s building so beautiful? And they even have their own dormitory. Plus, the coffee is good, it’s just not fair.” Foam complained after getting off the bike. I looked at the building in detail; it was really beautiful, probably recently renovated.

“Just because their faculty has better coffee, you feel inferior?”

“And the person selling it is cute too.”

“Yeah, it’s really unfair.”

“Why? Our faculty’s coffee shop lady is cute too, and she’s super kind. She always gives me extra snacks when I go there.” I chimed in.

“You’re her favorite. When I buy coffee, if she doesn’t throw the coffee machine at me, that’s good enough.” Foam said, laughing.

“That’s because you’re a nuisance.” I told him, and then we reached the base of our faculty building.

‘Warning! Do not feed Rice Sticky, he’s already very fat!’

   There was a sign attached to the central pillar, almost like a major hazard warning, like “Warning! The building is about to collapse!” Did they really need to make such a big vinyl sign for this?

“Why? Does sticky rice really make dogs that fat?” Foam asked, confused.    “Foam! Sticky Rice is the dog’s name, haha, where have you not known our faculty’s celebrity dog?” I explained, and Typhoon laughed heartily.

“I didn’t know.” He said, pouting slightly.

We arrived during the big meeting. Not many people were there, just some from our year and some seniors who had been invited. Our faculty isn’t that large, but it’s not small either, so it’s kind of medium-sized, definitely not as crowded as the Science or Engineering faculties.

“Freshmen who are here, please line up here to get your name tags for the semester opening.” a senior girl with a megaphone announced in front of the meeting room, prompting everyone, including us three, to queue up.

“What’s your nickname, and what’s your student ID?” When it was my turn, she asked for my name and ID.

“Easter, ID 034.”

“Easter, 034, huh? That’s a unique name, cute too. Are you interested in running for Faculty Moon?” The senior writing the name tag looked up to tease me, smiling as if she was just joking around.

“Is he a freshman?” another senior chimed in to tease.

“The freshmen are cute.”

“Haha, I guess I could apply.” I said playfully. In truth, I didn’t want to. No way, I’m way too shy when there are lots of people around.

“Hahaha, that’s enough, I can’t talk long, the person behind you is about to eat you up.” I turned around to look, and Foam was staring so hard it seemed like his eyes were about to pop out. “Here’s your name tag.”

I took the name tag made of cardboard with thanks and hung it around my neck. It was just a simple circle of cardboard with my name, ID, and faculty written in fresh, hot ink just moments ago. I overheard the seniors mentioning that this wasn’t the official tag. The real one would be nicer, but only after the freshman activities are completed.

Once everyone had their tags, we were directed into the main conference room by our seniors where there were introductions, talks, and some of us had to come out to dance, play drums, or sing for fun, creating a very warm welcoming atmosphere.

“Alright, we’ll have a senior from the Student Union come to speak briefly.

Please listen attentively.” and then a female senior came up with a cheerful demeanor.

“Hello everyone, let me introduce myself first. I’m Phii Bua, and today I’m here to talk about the Student Union, or as we’ll call it, ‘The Union’.” Phii Bua then went on at length about the Union. It sounds similar to a student council, with an elected president, roles distributed among members, mainly overseeing student activities.

The Union will have representatives from each faculty, three from each.    “And by joining the Union, you’ll gain valuable experience in teamwork and responsibility.” I tried to listen intently, but it wasn’t all that interesting. “And our president this year, many of you already know who it is. Seriously, many friends of mine joined the Union despite the heavy workload, just because the president is really handsome, very handsome indeed. You’ll have to see for yourself how handsome he is. Look, some of the girls are suddenly paying attention, haha!”    “Seriously, using a handsome president as a selling point?” Foam whispered to me and Typhoon, but I think having a good-looking president really does attract people. There are always some types who exist just to squeal over good-looking guys (I’ve noticed with my two female friends, they’d even go play soccer, box, or hit the gym just to check out guys. The latest was almost dying from studying just because there was a rumor that a guy from another faculty was handsome, damn it).

“You don’t know anything, having a handsome guy is a huge selling point.” I told him.

“For those of you who applied for the Khunying Ratana Scholarship.” This sentence immediately caught my attention, even though I was about to continue joking with Foam. This was the scholarship I had applied for.

“You’ll have to help out at the Union anyway, because you need to accumulate activity hours. Can those who applied for the scholarship please raise your hands?” I raised my hand as instructed, and only four of us did. If we have to help at the Union, it means more work. Initially, I thought from the announcement that it was just about assisting professors, T^T.

“Only four of you? Okay, you four come see me here, and also those who want to join the Union, come sign up here. That’s the end of our Union presentation. Thank you for listening attentively.” After she finished speaking, I, along with several others, got up to go see Phii Bua. It seemed like quite a few people were interested in joining the Union, but they’d have to go through another selection process since they’re only taking three from each faculty.

“Move aside!” Suddenly, I was pushed from behind while walking through the gap between chairs. I quickly turned around to see a woman about my height (I’m 165 cm), with quite a bit of makeup on, more than anyone else around here. She was pretty, but why did she have to push me?

“An, don’t rush, you’ve bumped into him.” said another woman, scolding the one who pushed me, named Ann, before turning to me to apologize slightly. I smiled back.

“Hurry up, or someone will sign up before us.” and then the two girls ran off. Is this what competing for a spot in society is like? Usually, isn’t it that people don’t want to join?

   I heard it’s hard work

I stood in line for a while and then wrote my name on the scholarship application list.

“Is it true that this year’s president is studying medicine? If he’s really hot, I’d want him to give me a shot.” one of the girls said while we were all waiting for others to sign up. Those called out were moved to wait outside the meeting room, as there seemed to be some additional briefings, and they didn’t want to disturb the meeting inside.

“He’s hot, super hot, according to our seniors. I checked his Facebook, and he’s got the looks.”

“Check his Instagram, he’s perfect in every way, handsome, rich, smart. They say he topped his faculty last term with a 4.00, something no one has done in years.”

“Wow, is he single?”

“I don’t know, but it would be weird if such a person was single. There were rumors he was seeing Fandao.”

“Fandao, the star of the Nursing Faculty second year, right? So pretty. How can we compete with that?”

“Dream on. Even if he’s single, he’s not going to look at us, haha.”

“Is it true he’s with Fandao? But I saw on his FB some were teasing him about talking to Thanmild.”

“Thanmild, the star of the Second-Year Med students? Wow, is he going to pick all the stars from the sky?”

“They do make a good pair, both good-looking and with great profiles.”    The girls seemed to be gossiping away. I wasn’t intentionally listening, standing beside them. It just makes you wonder if jealousy is creeping in, right? Someone with his looks, wealth, and studying medicine. Do you think this is like school where you could just get stars for a toy? Not fair, as Foam said, and their coffee is even better (?)

Just kidding, Auntie Sri’s coffee is the best…#TeamAuntieSri

Anyway, girls just want a handsome boyfriend with a good profile, I understand. I really do. T^T

   Even though I’m not as handsome as some, there’s no one quite like me…#NotHandsomeButDelicious

   “The freshmen who applied for the Union, I will set another date for the selection. Please keep following the Union’s page. As for those who applied for the scholarship, we’ll meet tomorrow at 9:30 AM in the Union room. Thank you all, you can now join the other activities with your faculty. See you.” Phii Bua said her goodbyes, then gathered her large bag of documents and walked out. A small senior had to carry such a big bag, really? I’m too soft-hearted, I wanted to help, but my faculty seniors were already calling for me.

“Did you apply for the scholarship too?” someone suddenly nudged my shoulder. It was a guy about my height, fair-skinned, wearing thick glasses, looking very much like a studious type. His name tag read ‘Thaam’.

“Yes, yes, I’m Easter, or just ‘Ter’.”

“I’m ‘Thaam’. See you tomorrow at the Union room.”

“Uh, okay, see you.” I smiled at him. A real nerd, very nerdy. Plus, he was polite, not using ‘I’ or ‘me’ casually like I would. And in the end, I even found myself saying ‘you’ to him.

“Come back to everyone who stepped out.” I walked back to my seat. Soon, the seniors called out names according to our student IDs and mentioned something important.

“What’s up?” I asked Foam and Typhoon, curious about what had happened while I was away.

“Nothing much, just the seniors were chatting among themselves.”

“033…034” I went to collect a small letter envelope, with the senior instructing us not to open it yet.

“You can open the envelopes now. What you’ve received is from your senior with the same ID number. It might contain clues, instructions, or whatever. Please find your senior within the next two weeks. If not, there will be a penalty, but it won’t hurt physically, just be embarrassing.”

I opened my envelope right away, excited to see what my senior wrote.

‘Your senior is in the Union.’

   The Union again! Why does it feel like my life is going to be intertwined with the Union? And that’s all the clue I got. I have to figure out which senior from our faculty is in the Union and who among them is my senior.

“What did your senior say?” Foam asked. I handed him the paper to look at,

“Yours is better. Look at mine.”

‘Your senior wants you to do 50 push-ups and post a video on your

Facebook (Your senior follows your Facebook) (Our line must be strong)’

   “Your senior must have been a military leader or something.”

“And yours, Typhoon?”

‘Your senior wears a green, black, white watch, depending on what your senior feels like wearing.’

   “Wow!! What’s this? Your senior is super indie. Besides not giving any real clue, it’s also annoying.”

After a while, the seniors let us go home. We all went our separate ways. When I got back to the dorm, I found that North hadn’t returned yet, and it was almost nine o’clock. Engineering is really tough; he’ll probably come back looking like boiled vegetables again.

I turned on my computer and started scrolling through my Facebook feed, thinking I’d go for a shower later, until I stumbled upon a post.    Cute Boy & Girl – MU added 2 new photos – 1 hour ago

Let’s see who’s hanging out at the medical faculty building right now. Here’s Dr. Hill, looking stunning, even while doing his nails. Even his profile view is dreamy, sigh, can he stop looking at beakers and look at us instead? Wait, who’s that waiting outside? Oh, it’s #Phii Baifern, the beauty from the management faculty, waiting for her potential boyfriend? Are you ready to go public, Doctor? @Hill Ratchakit @Baifern Nantacha

   The first picture was of Phii Hill holding a beaker, probably in the lab, taken from the side.

The second photo showed a woman sitting on the balcony outside, smiling and holding up a peace sign to the camera. She was adorable, very cute. These two photos were definitely taken in the same place, judging by the floor pattern.    Hmm…I…what should I say? It feels weird, like a pang? Not quite. Just a little twist in the stomach. Of course, he’d have a girlfriend!! Being the star, surrounded by pretty girls like the moon surrounded by stars. It’s typical for someone as famous and handsome as him, huh!

And me? He probably thinks, who am I? Is there someone like me even existing in this world?

Not worth remembering, right? That’s me…

Pfft…

Enough! Ter, no drama. No way!! Stay cheerful! That’s it, I won’t think, won’t know, won’t see anything!!

I set the post to “Don’t show me this post again.” I didn’t want to unlike the page because I still wanted to follow the girls, since this is the only main page of the university. There are no other pages to follow.

Then I shut down my computer and decided to go out for a walk, maybe find some snacks. No need to think about anything strange anymore…    Hill Ratchakit commented on Cute Boy & Girl – MU – 1 minute ago Sorry, admin, could you please delete this post?

   I wandered out of the dorm, not knowing where to go. Initially, I thought of getting some ice cream, but the shop was closed, and there were so many people out because it’s the time when everyone goes out to eat. The traffic was backed up for three traffic lights. Good thing I don’t have a car; walking is much more convenient(?). The area behind my university is like a food zone.

Finally, I reached a restaurant that wasn’t too crowded. I decided to eat there.

Honestly, I should have thought about rice before heading to the ice cream shop.

After sitting down and ordering, I took out my phone to kill time.

Ding!

A notification from Messenger from my group with Foam and Typhoon. This is the group of just the three of us:

Foam not plastic: You’re going to the Union event tomorrow, right Ter?

   Easter Panupong: Yeah, why?

   Teerapat Typhoon: We felt sorry for you going alone, thinking of coming along as an accompaniment.

   Easter Panupong: It’s okay, I’ve got a friend going with me, just met him.

   Foam not plastic: Who?

   Easter Panupong: His name’s Thaam, from our faculty, he approached me when I went out to sign up.

   Foam not plastic: That rude guy.

   Easter Panupong: Huh??? How is he rude?

   Teerapat Typhoon: You should call him ‘Young Master Thaam’. Everyone does, even the seniors.

   Easter Panupong: Boom? Like he’s from some noble lineage?

TeerapatTyphoon: He’s not, but you probably noticed. He speaks very politely, very well-mannered. Even if someone teases or is rude to him, he doesn’t respond in kind. So everyone calls him ‘Young Master’.

   Easter Panupong: Oh, he’s very polite, I even found myself saying ‘khrap’ to him.

   Looks like this Thaam is quite well-known, even the seniors call him that, but from what I’ve seen, he doesn’t seem pretentious, and I don’t dislike him.

“Oh, Ter.” a sweet, small voice called out my name, making me look up from my phone screen.

“Phii Thanmild, hello.” I was a bit surprised before quickly putting down my phone to waive in respect. She was a senior from my old school. I didn’t expect to meet her here in this distant place.

“Why study here? I thought you’d stay closer to home. Can I sit with you?” I gave her a smile indicating it was okay for her to sit. She seemed to have finished eating and was about to head back, just stopping by for a chat, but I wasn’t really in the mood to talk.

Phii Thanmild used to date Phii Ohm, who was a friend of Phii Hill. So, I’ve seen her around quite often, but many times, her looks, her smiles, or some of her actions made me uncomfortable. She seemed to prefer the company of Phii Hill more than her own boyfriend, Phii Ohm, especially during the times when I…well, when I was talking with Phii Hill a lot, she would often come and interrupt. I don’t know, maybe I’m just overthinking it.

“Just wanted a change of scenery.” I answered with a forced smile.

“Hmm, what faculty are you in?”

“Veterinary, and you, Phii?”

“Medicine. How long have you been here?”

“About a week now.” So, Phii Thanmild is studying medicine too? That means she’s even closer to Phii Hill. But I heard Phii Ohm, who was with her, transferred to Pharmacy at another university. They must have broken up.

   “Have you gotten used to it yet? This place is easy to get lost in, I was super confused when I first came, but Hill was there to help.” she mentioned, catching me off guard because I didn’t expect his name to come up so soon.

“Oh…yes. I’m still not quite used to it, I get lost a lot.” I said, taking a sip of water to calm my nerves.

“Hill is here too, studying medicine. Have you guys met?” Her voice was cheerful, but it seemed forced.

“Really? I didn’t know he was studying here.”

“Oh, the Veterinary and Medicine faculties are close, you’ll definitely meet soon. He became really famous the moment he arrived, no question he was voted as the university moon, he’s super hot. Both real and fake girls are all over him.”    “Is that so…” I gave a dry smile, wishing she would realize I didn’t want to hear about this.

“But you know, I’m also a faculty star. Even though I’m not as famous as Hill, not many people know me.” she added. The star of the medical faculty…Ah! That’s who the girls were gossiping about this morning, saying that Phii Mild, the Star of Medicine, was talking with the society president. Whatever. It’s not my business, let’s not talk about this.

“Hmm, and people often ship me with Hill. They say, ‘The star should be with the moon’, or something like that. The Twitter buzz is strong, I feel like I’m constantly being watched and paired up.” Phii Thanmild said, smiling awkwardly, her voice trying to convey concern, but her eyes told a different story.

“Uh, that’s tough.” I managed to say.

“Well, I should go. See you around.” she smiled at me before standing up and leaving the restaurant.

What’s with all this shipping…

She probably doesn’t realize how I feel about it, huh? Sigh…I thought I had moved on, but seeing it in reality still hurts a bit. Especially since Phii Thanmild is so close to him, it feels like I’ve been completely thrown out of his orbit…

   9:07 AM

   It’s another day I have to wake up early because of club activities, and since I didn’t sleep at all yesterday, I could get a quick shower and rest when I got back to my room, making it on time for the meeting today. I walked into the club room, and Thaam greeted me.

“Hello.”

“Uh, hello.”

“Let’s go over there, it seems like they’ve called everyone together.”    Phii Bua, the same person, explained that we were close to the time for the concert event, which would be held at the sports field and could accommodate the entire university. It’s not a grand event, just something to help freshmen bond and have fun. It’s scheduled from evening until around 10 PM, with some famous bands performing. Our job was to set up the venue. This mostly involved arranging the stage, signs, and such, with the sound, lighting, and effects being handled by another professional team.

“This will be the first event where we all work together. Even though it’s not a big event, please put in your effort. Let me introduce ‘Phii Phim’, he’s in charge of coordination, and he will assign duties to everyone.”

Then the team leader gave out tasks, but the overall management was already being taken care of by the seniors. The manual labor was left for us freshmen. “Ten guys, go carry the wooden boards from the Union storage room, the big ones near the front.” Phii Phim instructed. So, I, Thaam, and several others went to move them.

“Phew, Phoon, how long has it been since they cleaned here?”

“Well, if there’s no need for the stuff, they probably won’t bother to open this room.”

I guessed these boards were for signs to be displayed behind the stage. We carried them out to the front area, while others were busy with tasks assigned by Phii Phim, like preparing paint, cleaning equipment, or getting curtains ready. Mostly freshmen were doing the work because, as the seniors said, they also had to do it when they were freshmen.

“Ah, align the boards, you’ve got that one on the wrong side.”

“Phim, we’ve got all the boards laid out, what’s next?” Phii Bua called for the team leader to come check.

“Paint over the old color with white first, or should we flip them over?”    “Uh…”

“We’re not sure either.”

“What kind of coordinator are you?”

“Ugh, the president didn’t brief us fully.” Phii Phim rolled her eyes.

“And where’s the president? He just leaves everyone else to work hard while he disappears.”

“He’s asleep in the club’s lounge, hey juniors.” PhiiPhim called out to me, who was standing closest, “Sorry, could you wake up the president? He’s sleeping on the sofa in the club room so we can continue with the work.”

“Sure.” I responded without thinking much about it and ran into the club room as directed by the team head.

It was a glass-walled room with a sign saying “No Entry Without Permission.” but I had been given permission by Phii Phim. I gently opened the door to be greeted by a blast of cold air. Ah…it must be nice to be in an air-conditioned room while we’re all out there getting tanned and stressed.

I tiptoed inside, not sure why I was sneaking as if the room’s silence made me afraid to make noise, but aren’t I here to wake someone up? If the noise wakes him, that’s fine, right?

I saw a figure lying on the long sofa, a tall guy, lying on his back with a book covering his face, as if he had fallen asleep while reading.

“…Phii, Phii.” I whispered softly, but the person in front of me showed no signs of waking up, so I had to nudge him.

“Phii, Phii Phim sent me to wake you up.” I shook his arm gently, and when he still didn’t stir, I had to increase my force until he seemed to be waking up. He then reached up to remove the book from his face.

“Hmm…” I quickly stood up, expecting him to be upset, but I was just following orders.

“Uh, sorry, Phii Phim told me to…” My voice trailed off when I saw his face. At first, he looked annoyed, his eyebrows furrowed, but seeing me, he was as shocked as I was.

“…Ter.” He murmured my name, bringing me back to reality.    Thump!    Thump!

I didn’t know what to do; suddenly, my heart was pounding so hard I could feel something shaking violently in my chest. What should I do? I never imagined we’d meet like this, and my plan to avoid him for six years had crumbled in just two days!

There was silence between us for about three seconds before I decided to run! My legs moved before my brain could command them, and I sprinted out of the room. He, still on the sofa, was startled but then quickly followed.

“Wait…wait.” I heard him shout after me. When I ran outside, everyone was taken aback.

“Hold up, Nong Ter, what’s wrong?” Phii Pim shouted after me as I ran out past the Union courtyard, then stopped, panting heavily. It looked like no one was following me.

Damn it!! Why did I suddenly run out like this? Everyone must be so confused right now!!!

…

“Where’s Hill?” Dew, another senior from the Union, came over to ask the team and Bua who were talking.

“He must be asleep, so I sent a freshman to wake him up.” Pim said.

“Are you crazy? Hill hates being woken up. Last time I made a freshman wake him up like this, the kid came out crying. I don’t know if he yelled at the kid or what.”

“Oh no, I didn’t know. What do we do if we don’t wake him up?”    “Maybe we just wait for him to wake up on his own. Will the freshman be okay?” Dew asked. Pim and Bua looked at each other, “Let’s hope he doesn’t do anything to the freshman…”

After a while, they saw Easter running out from the Union room, looking as if he was about to cry, with Hill shouting after him.

“Hold up, Nong Ter, what’s wrong?” Pim shouted after him, but the freshman didn’t stop. When Hill ran after him, everyone intercepted him.

“Damn it, what did you do to him?” Pim asked in a displeased tone. If something went wrong, it wouldn’t be good, especially since the professors had repeatedly instructed that the seniors should look after the freshmen.

“…” Hill didn’t answer, just kept looking at Easter who had run off.

“We told the freshman to go wake you up themselves. Pim didn’t know you’d get mad.” Dew said.

“He’s crying, this is bad, what should we do?” Bua showed concern, since she was the one who brought the freshman here, she couldn’t help but worry.    “Yeah, this is bad, what should we do?” Hill spoke up, his face showing a bit of worry. The three friends looked at each other without any prearrangement.    “Normally, you’d say ‘forget it’, right?”

 

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EASTTAGYOUREMINE, Chapter  1: Cocoa & Chocolate Cake

   7:21 AM

   It looks like the sun has clocked in for work. The light and heat are piercing through my old curtains without any regard, but I don’t care about it. I’ve got my earphones in, listening to some chill music, even though my head feels foggy. I’m just staring at my screen with YouTube open and another tab for Facebook.    Oh, forgot to introduce myself. My name is Easter, or ‘Ter’ as my friends call me. I’m a first-year veterinary student, eagerly waiting to start my university life.

The term starts in a week. I moved into the dorm last week with my roommate, whom the dorm randomly assigned – that would be North.

   We didn’t know each other before, but North is an easy-going guy, too easygoing perhaps, so we became close pretty fast. Our dorm is the cheapest you can find, costing three thousand five hundred baht. Actually, the fan rooms are cheaper, but my mom was worried I’d die from heatstroke in the summer. North said he’s a local, but he doesn’t know the area at all because he’s from another nearby province. So how is he considered a local?

I chose to study veterinary science because I love animals. Dogs, cats, chickens, birds, snakes, I like them all, including shrimp, fish, pigs, cows, I love them a lot, especially to eat (?). Haha, and why did I come all the way to the north to study? Because of a little family issue. I’m originally from Rayong, came here with nothing but a mat and a pillow, no friends, didn’t know anything about the place, didn’t understand the northern dialect, and had no acquaintances.

It all started by getting to know North, then meeting friends at the faculty during registration. I relied on asking for directions and searching for information.    Let me tell you a bit more about myself. My name, Easter, comes from the foreign holiday Easter. My mom really liked it, so she named me after it. And I have a sister named Christmas ‘Chris’, we’re a year apart. I haven’t talked to Chris in a year. I’ve been cut off from the family, but not completely, my mom still worries about me and supports me, including with university matters, helping me find accommodation and covering all the expenses.

My mom was worried that it might be too far, but I told her that whether I study close to home or far away, I wouldn’t be coming back home often anyway. So she agreed reluctantly. I decided to apply for a scholarship offered by the university, which is interest-free, but I have to maintain a GPA of at least 3.25 every semester. Otherwise, I’ll lose the scholarship and need to complete the required community service hours. They also give me an allowance of two thousand baht a month, which I have to repay after graduation. It’s great for me because not only do I not bother my mom about tuition, but I also get this allowance to help ease her financial burden.

University life seemed like it would go well. It felt like a fresh start for me.

If only I hadn’t opened that page last night…

But it’s not the page’s fault, is it? Whose fault is it? It’s my fault for checking it out, but who could have known!

I was supposed to study in Bangkok, right? Here I am, trying to escape someone by coming to the northernmost part of Siam! Sigh. And now that someone is studying medicine, right next to my faculty!! What now? If I had known this a few months ago, I would have applied elsewhere. Damn it, should I transfer? No, no, my mom would kill me if I did that. Ugh, Ter, I never thought the person would come here, they’ve never even mentioned this university.

But I guess he doesn’t tell me everything, right? Yeah, it doesn’t matter anymore!

Why am I even getting upset about this?!

“Ter, you bastard, turn off the light.” said the guy groggy on the bed in a slurred voice. I pulled out my earphones and turned to tell him.

“Why turn off the light? It’s morning.”

“Uh, what time is it?”

“Half past seven.”

“Shit, that’s early. Where are you going today?”

“Nowhere. I haven’t slept yet.” Ever since waking up in the middle of the night, my blood pressure has been all over the place, and I’ve been wide awake.

“Really? Why? Was it because of the nightmare?”

“Partly, but I shouldn’t have opened my laptop to browse.”

“Ter, I don’t think that’s it.” said North, shifting a bit before getting out of bed to come over to me. “Tell me what you dreamt. It doesn’t sound good if you’re this worked up about it.”

“It wasn’t good, but it’s nothing.” Who would tell that kind of a dream, damn it.    “Hey, Ter, you have to tell me. If not me, then who else do you have?” He sat down next to me on a chair and looked at me seriously.

“What? Are you going to cut ties with me just because I don’t tell you?” There’s nothing to it, North, just let it go, please.

“You don’t have to worry, I’m okay, really, you’re my friend, I won’t abandon you.” North’s face got even more serious, his eyes were intensely focused.    Does he know? …Really? I thought he was just worried for no reason. How could he know? Is he like some kind of psychic who can watch other people’s dreams?

That’s crazy.

“North…”

My heart softened a bit. North was being very serious. He must be worried about me. Of course, when your friend suddenly screams in the middle of the night and can’t sleep all night, anyone would be concerned.

“Is there a ghost?”    “Huh?” What?

   “Is there a ghost in our dorm?”

“Wait. What are you talking about?” I was confused. What ghost?

   “You were screaming like you were possessed, saying you had a nightmare, and then you stayed up all night. What else could it be if not that you saw a ghost!”

And he wasn’t joking. His face was still tense. “Hey, tell me, Ter, if you see one, we’ll move out right away. You don’t have to worry about me being scared, because I’m already scared.”

“Hah, North, well, then let’s move out now. Right now, because it’s been staring at you since earlier.”

“HEYYY!!!” North jumped out of his chair, quickly moving to my side. You screamed louder than I did last night.

“I was kidding, hahaha.”

“Is that funny? Damn, I almost had a heart attack.”

“Fell over and hit your head?”

“I nearly peed myself!”

Then he ran into the bathroom. Hahaha, that’s how we became close so quickly, as I’ve mentioned, but in the end, North wasn’t really worried about me.

“Hahaha, oh my, is Phii North about to wet himself? Aren’t you an electrical engineering student?” I teased him, changing my voice.

“Shut up, nong.” North came out of the bathroom. “So, there’s no ghost, right?”    You’re not done with that ghost nonsense yet?

“No ghost, I was joking. You thought too much. No ghost or spirit or anything, and even if there were, I wouldn’t be here.”

“Okay, as long as you’re fine.” He said, patting my shoulder.

“Yeah, I think so…maybe.”

“I wanna ask you something?” I turned to ask North, who was about to go shower. He paused for a moment before answering.

“What?”

“What if there’s someone you really hate, and you don’t want to see their face.

What would you do?”

“Just avoid them, I guess.”

“And what if you run into them by chance?”

“And does this person I hate, do they hate me back?”

…That’s right. I never considered whether he hated me. I’ve only been thinking about how much I hate him.

   “I…I don’t know.”

“If they don’t hate me, then I’d just act like I don’t see them. Don’t look, don’t talk.” North said, “But if they hate me too, then they probably won’t show their face to me either, unless they want a fight.”

True, North. If he hated me as well, even if he knew I was studying here, he probably wouldn’t care.

Hate me? …

Why would he hate me? I haven’t done anything wrong. But what he did, that’s what deserves hate!

“But hating can come in many forms, right? There’s hating just because you don’t like their face, hating because they did something bad to you, or hating because you loved them before.”

“Hmm?” I tilted my head, puzzled, wondering why he suddenly said that.    “If it’s hating because you once loved them, I’d suggest not seeing them, not knowing about them, it’s best if they don’t see you at all, just live separately.” Then he walked into the bathroom, “I see you’re stressed, and now you’re asking me this, so it’s about love, isn’t it?”

“No way! It’s not love, it’s pure hate.” Love? What love?!

   “Hahaha, okay, okay, if there’s something to talk about, come to me. I’m going to shower now.”

And there goes my dear roommate, making me overthink again. I’ll admit it, I…once loved him too, but, ‘once’ means ‘once.’ There’s no way I still love him or feel anything, I’m sure, really sure!

   So in my case, we should just live separately. Do not interfere. Not let him see me, so I need to make sure he doesn’t know I’m studying here, right?

   Sigh, looks like it’s going to be troublesome…

   I’m getting sleepy now, better go back to sleep…

   Rrrrrrrrrrr

Just as I was about to get up to go back to bed, my phone started ringing, showing ‘Foam’ on the screen.

“Hello.”

(You picked up quickly, are you awake?) Foam is my close friend in the faculty. Even though we’ve just met, I think his personality is okay; he’s easy to talk to. Right now, the closest ones are Foam and Typhoon. We usually go out together, just the three of us.    “Not really, haven’t slept yet.”

(Oh, you’re not sleeping? Something wrong?)

   Huh! Both North and Foam now. Is not-sleeping that strange? Maybe I was just playing games.

“Nothing much, just on the computer.” I wasn’t lying, I really was on the computer.

(Our seniors are meeting up this evening, remember?)

   “Really? I totally forgot.” I tried to remember, what was the meeting about?

(I knew you’d forget. The seniors set it up, but didn’t announce it on the Face group. You have to come; they’re going to talk about the study loan scholarship too, yours included.)

   “Okay, okay, but I’m super sleepy, haven’t slept at all. What time is the meeting?”

(Four o’clock.)

   “Then I’ll sleep first, wake me up around three in the afternoon, will you?”

(We’re planning to go to Merry Me. Do you want to come along?)

   “Merry Me, what’s that?”

(It’s a place to hang out, read books, they’ve got snacks and stuff, it’s near our university.)    “Why go there?”

(Just to hang out, read, or whatever. We’ve got nothing to do in the dorm while waiting for the evening meeting.)

   “Next time would be better, I’m really sleepy. Haven’t slept at all, sorry.”    (Hey, that’s even more reason for you to come. If you manage to fall asleep, you won’t answer your phone no matter what. Last time was a close call. You can sleep at the cafe; we can wake you up there.)

   “You can sleep there? Nah, that’s too much, I’d feel bad for others.”

(Well, it’s a 24-hour place for reading books anyway. Who would fall asleep while reading, right?)

   “Is it crowded? I feel a bit shy.”

(There are private booths on the second floor.)    So, you want me to go there, right?

“Yeah, sure. If you’re promoting the place this much, you should get paid, huh?

Are you picking me up, or should we meet there?”

(Just pick me up. I’m waiting under your dorm, Phoon already reserved a table.)

   “Wow, that was fast. Okay, I’ll shower quickly, wait a bit.”

(Sure, go ahead.)

   If you’re already waiting downstairs, why bother asking me to come? I guess I can’t say no now. Not long after, North came out of the bathroom. I showered after him.

   “Oh, I thought you’d go back to sleep.” North asked, slightly puzzled, while toweling his hair.

“A friend invited me out, and I’ve got an appointment with my faculty today too.” “Oh, you think you can manage without sleep?”

“I’ll manage. I’ll find somewhere to nap later.” I told him and headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower, then changed into my university uniform thinking I might as well go straight to the faculty.

“I’m off.” I told North, who was playing on his phone on the bed, ready in his outfit. He’ll probably go out soon too.

“Take care, see you.” He looked up from his phone to reply.

“See you.” I said before closing the door and rushing downstairs, where I found Foam waiting on his bike.

“Ready?” Foam said, handing me a helmet before we rode off to the shop.

@Marry Me [open 24 hr.]

   The shop was exactly as Foam described, a place for reading books. There were counters like any other coffee shop, but tables for reading, and bookshelves scattered around with textbooks, novels, and comics. People were actually reading, some doing work, others with laptops plugged into the shop’s outlets. How does this place not go bankrupt with people staying long and using electricity?    It fits the concept they’ve advertised by the counter: Time for Work Reading and Coffee. But when I saw the prices of the food, tea, coffee, and desserts, I realized where the shop makes its profit…

“Ter, what do you want? Order something.”

“Do I have to order something?”

“Yeah, you can sit here for free if you buy something.” Foam said, and he had a point, but then I glanced at the prices on the board. The only thing I could afford was…

“A bottle of plain water, please.”

“Twenty-five baht.” The waiter handed me a small water bottle. That’s crazy.

Even at 7-Eleven, it’s just five baht.

   “Really, you bought plain water? I thought you’d get some cocoa.”

“Cocoa’s almost a hundred baht per cup, while back at the dorm, it’s twenty-five. It’s insane. I rode my bike almost a kilometer to get here, why is there such a price difference?” I muttered softly as I walked up to the second floor, where I found Typhoon reading a detective novel. The table we had reserved was a low Japanesestyle table set on a slightly raised platform, like we had to climb a few more steps to sit down. It’s better than having people on the floor at the same level as those sitting at normal tables.

“This table is perfect; Ter, you can sleep here, spread out your blanket.” Foam said. I forgot to mention I brought a small blanket to sleep on.

“He is sleeping here?” Typhoon asked.

“He was playing games or something on his computer, and didn’t sleep at all.” Foam answered for me. I then adjusted a small partition for some privacy, spread out my blanket, and placed a cushion as a headrest. Thankfully, there weren’t many people around. Sleeping stretched out like this would be embarrassing if there were more people, but no one’s really watching me here.

“Wow, just bought a bottle of water and now you’re going to sleep? That’s quite the deal.” Typhoon teased, seeing me with just my bottle of water.

I laughed slightly after his teasing about charging my phone, might as well get my money’s worth.

And then I slowly drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

“Ter, sorry, I need to go with Typhoon to get something he forgot at the dorm. Can you watch our table alone?” Foam shook me awake, and I glanced at the clock. Almost an hour had passed.

“No problem, ride safe.” I said, then closed my eyes to sleep again, too tired to think much.

“Will he be okay alone?” Typhoon asked.

“He should be fine, there aren’t many people here. We’ll be quick.” Foam replied.

“We’ll be right back, Ter, call if you need anything.”

“Okay.” and I drifted off to sleep once more.

A slender figure was sleeping with fluttering eyes, since this was a reading area, it was generally quiet. He could hear the rhythmic breathing, the sweet face not showing much expression was cute, but it would be cuter if he smiled, though sometimes being grumpy might be even cuter.

A faint smile graced the handsome face of the tall man. If there were a woman here, she’d probably faint from the excitement. He gently placed the tray of items he had just ordered, careful not to wake the person in front of him.

   If I stayed, it would surely get messy…

   But the older man couldn’t resist reaching out to stroke his cheek and brush away the hair covering his face.

   The scene before me was so captivating that I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I could watch all day if the other party allowed it…

   I should leave soon. But not before taking out my phone to capture the moment. What for? Well, for what indeed? What should I use it for? The tall figure walked downstairs to chat briefly with the staff before exiting the shop.

   …

“Ter, Ter! Wake up!”

Foam’s voice shattered my dream. I had such a nice dream, too.

“What is it? I was sleeping so peacefully.”

“You ordered this stuff and didn’t eat it, that’s not cool, man. Look, your cocoa is about to melt.” Foam showed me the cup.

Huh? When did I order something?

   “Did you order this?” I asked, rubbing my eyes to see clearer.

“Funny. You did. We came back, and it was already on the table, did you sleepwalk or something?”

“Really? I don’t remember ordering anything, I was fast asleep.” Seriously, I’m still a bit groggy. Did someone deliver it to the wrong table?

“Hmm, this is delicious.” Foam and I turned to see Phoon, who suddenly made a blissful sound, digging into a chocolate cake with relish, then passing some towards me.

“Try it, it’s really soft.” Encouraged by my friend’s praise, I decided to taste it. Even though I was still worried it might not be ours. Hmm, it’s delicious. Not only is it the chocolate cake I like, but it also tastes amazing. I might become a fan of this shop’s chocolate cake.

“Your food is ready.” A female staff member brought the food up to our table.

Both of them frowned at me when they saw the food. What’s with that look?

My gosh! It’s my favorite, grilled pork steak, and a lot of it. Plus, there’s an overflow of french fries.

“Did you order this? You’re crazy, this is super expensive.”

“Huh, it wasn’t me. Wasn’t it you guys?” I asked back, confused, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the pork in front of me.

“You ordered it, right, Phoon?”

“Hey, not me, I can’t afford it, this bill would make me poorer by almost five hundred baht.” Typhoon said, lowering his voice at the end of the sentence.    “Then is it the wrong table? We didn’t order this, including the cocoa and the cake.” I turned to tell the waiter. He probably thought, “Oh, you say you didn’t order, but you’ve almost finished eating it.” The waiter quickly checked the food orders on his tablet.

“Table fifteen upstairs should be served three items: cocoa with extra whipped cream, soft-topped chocolate cake, and a grilled pork steak set with extra fries. That’s correct, right?”

“It’s correct, but we didn’t order it.” I said.

“But the order has been checked and paid for already. Enjoy your meal.” The waiter smiled and walked away.

“What’s going on? I’m confused.” Foam turned to us with a puzzled look, and the three of us couldn’t figure out why or how this happened. In the end, we decided to eat it since the food was already paid for.

“Maybe there was a mistake, like they wrote down the wrong table, and the person who ordered it left, so it worked out like this.” Typhoon suggested. It sounded plausible, especially since it was all paid for. Otherwise, we’d have to wash dishes until our hands rotted.

Hehe.

   Sorry to whoever ordered it, but I’m really lucky today, got to eat all my favorite things for free.

   

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EASTTAGYOUREMINE, Prologue Chapter: Finally Found You

   “Phii…actually…uh, I…I’ve liked you for a long time.” I said, my voice trembling without me realizing it. I stood here in front of this tall man who looked down at me with pity and disdain, although normally his gaze was so warm. The corners of his thin lips slightly curved into a smile.

“Really? If so…can you prove it to me?” the tall figure said, his voice cunning, yet somehow charming.

“Uh…ah, um.” The moment his long fingers prevented me from closing my mouth, I made a sound I never thought I would. The heat enveloped my body, the slow movements almost driving me mad.

No…it shouldn’t be like this.

   The smell of alcohol was all around. It was affecting me, making it hard to keep my composure, but he was even worse. He didn’t even know what he was doing, and how bad the consequences could be.

   “Uh…”

“Phii, don’t do this…ah, stop it. I…um.” I couldn’t even grasp my own words, didn’t know what to say next, my mind was blank, my eyes blurred with tears.

All that was left was the clear physical sensation…

A warm body pressed against my back softly, a thick hand moving slowly between my hip and thigh, a slight panting breath hitting the area near my ear, the touch conveying intentional tenderness, warm but feeling like my heart ached.

“Ter…I. I can’t anymore.” His hoarse whisper next to my ear made me shudder. He bent down slightly, leaving a red mark from the pressure at the back of my neck.

Ouch…it hurt.

“Uh…no way.”

“Ter you are mine now…”    Bang!

The door burst open violently, the loud noise indicating how angry the person opening it was, and indeed, his face was filled with shock, anger, and utmost disappointment…

“Yikes!!” I screamed in a faltering voice, jumping up to sit on the bed, sweating profusely even though the air conditioning was on.

A dream…what kind of dream was that?

   “Hey, what’s wrong? What was that sound Ter, did a thief break in!?” My roommate woke up startled, probably from my scream just now. His name’s ‘North’, and he looked quite shocked too, yeah. Anyone would be if someone yelled in the middle of the night like that.

“Nothing, sorry, I had a nightmare.”

“What kind of nightmare, you scared the whole dorm, huh?”

“Just a regular scary nightmare, but it was terrifying, I still get goosebumps thinking about it.” I showed him my arm.

“Ghosts, huh? Does our dorm have ghosts too, dammit?”

“North, you’re crazy. No one talks about ghosts at this hour. I dreamt of something else, nothing to worry about. You can go back to sleep.”

“Alright, sure, I’ll pray before going back to sleep.” He seemed unconvinced but shifted into a position to pray earnestly.

North…you’re the one who is scared.

“You pray, I’m going back to sleep, I’m sleepy, don’t cause anything to haunt us, okay?” And with that, he flopped back down.

“Alright, sweet dreams.” I said, lying back down, still drenched in sweat.    What kind of dream was that…damn, I haven’t thought about him for a year, now he haunts my dreams? Get out of my life already, enough, enough, stop thinking, I want to forget, forget, yeah, but I never said I liked him, damn dream was all messed up. And that scene, I don’t remember him that way, don’t try to force memories on me.

I was drunk, really drunk, and so was he, so it was the alcohol’s fault, and his for trying to trick me from the start.

Damn it, whatever. I’m not thinking about you anymore, Ter. Sleep, sleep, North’s already asleep, forget it, it’s in the past, can’t change it, just let it go. Never see him again in this life.

   But if I do see him…

   No way, no way, no way, there’s no way he’d look for me, we’re on opposite sides of the country like this, he must not be thinking of me.

   Oh, why am I overthinking this?

   “North, I can’t sleep, I’m going to turn on the light and use my computer for a bit.” I told my roommate who was sound asleep next to me. “You’re really something, falling asleep so easily, I really wish I could be like you.” I said as I got up to turn on the lamp and opened my computer to do something to pass the time until I got sleepy again.

Facebook – 1 New Notification

   You have successfully joined the group, Freshy, MU – (dek60), 20 minutes ago.

   Oh yeah, it’s my university’s freshman group. North told me to join so I could stay updated. I agree, it’s good to know what’s going on and maybe meet some new friends or acquaintances. So I requested to join, and after getting accepted, I started browsing through the group hoping to spot some cute girls from other faculties to get to know (?), hehe.

Tanapon Kaewkan – 1 Hour Ago

   “Freshmen, how do you feel? Excited? I want to tell you that we seniors are super excited >,< to welcome you into our family. Some of you have already met your seniors on registration day, but you’ll get to meet all of us at the freshman welcoming activities at the start of the term. We’re not harsh, but we love you to bits, really. See you next week at the term’s start, bye >.< “    And there were many more posts about the university, dorms, and different faculties’ information. My faculty’s group I’ve already joined, now it’s just this freshman group that I’ve just learned about. I kept scrolling down to see if there was any information I hadn’t known yet.

Baitang BT – Last Week

   To the incoming juniors, many of you might have heard about our university’s reputation (?) for having a lot of good-looking people, to the point where some ask if we select students based on their looks. Well, the answer is, yes! Haha, so we’ve picked out some of the best-looking ones to feature on our page. We want to promote the page so both new boys and girls can get to know it. Go check it out, and if you like someone, don’t forget to like and share!

   It’s quite interesting, isn’t it? To be honest, I’ve never really checked out the campus’s cute boy and girl page, totally forgot about it. Looking for cute girls isn’t hard at all, just find a page like this. So, I clicked in without hesitation.

   Cute Boy & Girl – MU

   Phii Fondao – The star of the Nursing Faculty, truly lives up to her name, give her the crown! She’s super friendly in real life. I feel like getting sick just to have her as my personal nurse, @Fondao Apinyarat

   And there are lots of other adorable people, both guys and girls. Why not make separate pages for guys and girls? Sometimes, I’m not in the mood to scroll past guys’ photos, it’s a bit of a downer, but I have to admit, some guys are really hot, like a barbecue. And there are quite a few tigers out there, so how am I supposed to muster the courage to hit on campus girls?

I’m at university, can I please have a nice girlfriend for once? I’m tired of being single, tired of being dumped.    Then I scrolled to this one picture:

Holy…Compared to the guys I’ve seen so far, this dude is a hundred times better looking. His eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, all perfectly aligned into such a heartwrenching look. Even as a guy, I’m stunned, and I bet girls would just melt on the spot. That smile could be fatal. And he looks tall and well-built. Just look at him next to the person in the background in the photo, he wears that lab coat so well, it’s like it was made for him.

But wait…does this face look a bit familiar? Did he act in some series or something? Hmm. Not surprising though, someone this good-looking would be great in movies. Try putting my plain face in there, no one would be able to tell me apart from a scarecrow.

Maybe not, I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere else, but it’s late and I’m probably just confused. Whatever.    Cute Boy &  Girl, -, MU

   Dr. Hill, a second-year med student, swoon, this photoshoot could kill, his smile is deadly attractive, causing severe damage, oh my!

#TellYourFriendsAboutTheHotDoc, @Hill Ratchakit. Actually, I’ve heard he doesn’t have anyone special in his life right now. Come on, line up, girls!

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Dr. Hill…

Phii Hill…?

Holy shit!

Is this guy at the same university as me?

No way!!!

Hill Ratchakit – 15 minutes ago

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