A/N: The video above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on YouTube.

Mean's POV

I sat on the bed in room 45 where the monk in charge had assigned me to stay.

There were only three large beds in the room but I was told that there would be six occupants in this room, meaning two persons would have to share a bed.

At the moment, I was the only occupant in the room. No one else had come to join me.

I had already showered and changed into dry clothes that I found in one of the closets inside the room.

The bathrooms were at the end of a long hallway. There were several of them that lined the long hallway. I would say there were about fifteen bathrooms that occupants of this temple would have to share.

As always my mind wandered over to Plan, the one and only love of my life.

Even though he had broken up our relationship half a year ago because of a misunderstanding that he never gave me a chance to clear up, I never stopped thinking about him.

I had been trying to call him but my calls always got directed to his voicemail and I was too cowardly to leave a message, knowing that he would instantly delete whatever I had to say.

I took my phone out of my pocket and tapped on his number. I badly wanted to know where he was in this storm, the worst storm that ever hit Thailand.

I listened patiently to the ringing, hoping against hope that just this once, in this particular extraordinary situation, that he would take my call.

"Hello..." my heart caught in my throat.

When he finally took my call I got tongue tied. I did not know what to say.

"Wait..." I tried to say but my phone went dead.

He probably thought I was just making a prank call.

I tapped on his number once more.

It didn't surprise me that he let my call go to his voicemail.

I wanted to kick myself hard for that one fatal hesitation.

"Is this room 45?"

I heard a voice from the doorway.

A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

For those who might not know him, his name is Fluke Natouch Siripongthon, a BL actor who has starred in many BL dramas, the most notable one being "Until We Meet Again."

I looked up from my phone.

For one hallucinatory moment I thought that Plan had suddenly appeared in front of me. But a harder look made me realize that it was someone else.

"Yes it is," I replied. "This is room 45. Did the monk in charge assign you to this room?"

He nodded.

Suddenly he started to shiver. And that was when I realized that he was soaking wet.

"You better change into dry clothes," I said, walking over to one of the closets. "But first you must take a shower to wash off any dirt that you might have gotten from the wind and the rain."

I took out a pair of pants and a shirt that looked like they might fit him. I opened the drawer that was at the bottom of the closet and took out a pair of brand new boxer shorts, still in its plastic package, that also looked like it would be in his size.

"Thank you," he said in a sincerely grateful tone of voice.

"Sure," I said, handing him an olive green towel that I pulled out of another closet drawer.

"The bathrooms are at the end of this hallway," I informed him.

He thanked me once more and made his way down the hallway.

After he had gone, that was when I realized that we had both forgotten to introduce ourselves to each other.

Oh well, we could always do that when he got back from his shower.