Proofreader: azzianna

After getting the approximate address of Beer, which includes Nawamin, Lang Suan, Suan Luang, all the way to the Phra Nakhon area, Fang asked me to randomly pick a Gashapon blind box. I changed the destination and prepared to fly from Phra Khanong to the center of Phra Nakhon. Traveling like transportation is available for free. It cost me almost a thousand baht already for the transportation today. I've taken it all: BTS sky train, subway, airport rail link, motorcycle taxi, boats, taxis, buses. Today, there's probably only hot-air balloon that I haven't ridden yet.

In the end, I successfully brought my sweaty body to stand as a dog panting from the sun in front of Beer's house. Until I got the right place, it made me almost faint. But why does the house look so noble? I raised my head to look at the beautiful Thai letters carved exquisitely beautiful on the towering white arch. As I scanned my eyes and looked at the atmosphere around, I concluded that this place probably shouldn't be called a house, it should be called a mansion. Even though I couldn't see inside well because big trees were obscuring it, no matter how I looked at it, it clearly looked like the residence of the rulers of the past. The yellow building was two stories high. The roof and windows were a dull green color. The building has a unique architecture, colonial mixed with Thai art. It's good that I studied art. So I have knowledge the size of a bullfrog's tail in this matter.

[*หางอึ่ง (idiom) have a little knowledge. (When bullfrog grow up, its tail will disappear)]

The inside of the house looks peaceful and sheltered, with the pleasant sound of birds singing. I looked at the letters on the white arch again and slowly reading them aloud.

"Wang Phiangsakun. Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!!!"

[*Wang (วัง) palace, Royal residence]

Royal residence!!! If that's the case then it means that Beer is... I stood frozen, my mouth opened. Is today International Surprise Day or what? If a Naga* appeared in the middle of the Chao Phraya River, I wouldn't be shocked. Fuck, there's something that really shocks me every twenty minutes.

[* a divine, or semi-divine, race of half-human, half-serpent beings that reside in the netherworld]

"Hello ka, who are you looking for?"

I was startled upon hearing someone's voice, "Hello, I'm, uh... looking for Beer. I'm his friend."

She must be the housekeeper here. She was dressed like a maid of the nobles in the old days, in a navy blue sarong, a white cotton shirt, and neatly tying her hair in a bun with frangipani flowers. Oh my god, I fell into the atmosphere of Malai Sam Chai*. Will I get to see Thongprai? Um, sorry for getting into the drama too much.

[*มาลัยสามชาย (Flower Garland for 3 Men) a Thai period lakorn about the Thai noble class. Thongprai is the female villain. I'm not a fan of Thai lakorns but I highly recommend this.]

I don't know if the housekeeper will believe my words that I am Beer's friend because right now I look like a homeless person. Would they let me into the house like this? Oh! I want to cry. And no one even bothered to tell me that Beer is an aristocrat. At least, I would dress more neatly.

"Oh Khun Beer's friend? Please come inside. Please have a seat and wait a moment. I'll go inform Khun Chai that his friend come to see him."

Oh, oh, oh, he is "Khun Chai"? If the term "Khun Chai" to refer to hereditary title then it means that Beer must be Mom Ratchawong. Oh, my God, he's truly a royal member. I bowed my head and thanked the housekeeper until it almost touched my knees. While waiting, I took a look at Khun Chai's house. While I said that it was definitely a nobleman's mansion from the outside, the inside was even more intense.

[*หม่อมราชวงศ์ Mom Ratchawong is the title assumed by children of male Mom Chao, starting from the children of male Mom Chao, are considered commoners.
T/N: So "Khun Chai is Beer's title, not his nickname .]

The portrait of probably his patriarch holding a cane, lined up by generations. Each piece of decorations and furniture were probably things that had been passed down from generation to generation. The more I observed, the more goosebumps I felt. Did I really know people from the upper class? I was totally dumbfounded.

"Oh hey, how did you get here?" Beer said in surprise.

He gave me a sweet smile as he approached, holding a thick book in his hand. He was dressed in casual clothes: a white Chinese-collar shirt and cream-colored cropped pants. Do I have to prostrate to you when you look good and have an aura like this?

"Ha ha!" What I actually did was laugh dryly, dryer than the dry soil.

"I am surprised. Oh let's go upstair. It's very hot in here. They don't turn on the air conditioning here. How did you find my house? Well done. You came to the right place. Oh, P'Nim, can you bring us some water and snacks."

"Yes, Khun Chai."

The maid's face showed clear shock at the language that Beer used with me. Probably wondering why her Khun Chai spoke so rudely. Haha. She walked away and disappeared in another direction. As for Beer, he led me upstairs to the second floor of the house.

"Your family, uh, I...how do we call each other? Ouch!" I looked up at the person who suddenly stopped walking so abruptly that I, who was walking behind, almost fell down the stairs and even hit my head on his waist. Beer looked down at me like we were strangers before finally smiling and laughing.

"What are you talking about? What's wrong with you?"

"Well, you're a Khun Chai."

"I'm not a Khun Chai."

"Well, she calls you 'Khun Chai'."

"She just called because she was used to it," he finished and continued walking. I followed behind him.

"But you really are a aristocrat, aren't you?"

As soon as it was just the two of us, I immediately revealed my (limited) sophistication. Just now, I felt so uncomfortable.

"Where are the aristocrat's things?"

"Everywhere in your house. In front of your house, there is the big word "Wang" (วัง Palace). What is your last name? Why didn't you tell me you're of a royal blood."

" Don't be too much. What royal blood? I'm a commoner just like you."

[T/N: Technically, he's a commoner.]

Beer really deserves to be an aristocrat who has been raised well. I'm really impressed.

"Ok I know. But it's like that. I never think that I have a friend from a noble family. Haha. So you're home alone?"

I continued to tease. Beer opened the door for me to enter the room first. From up here, you can see the view of the Chao Phraya River. The thin white lace curtains flutter. The cool breeze from the river blew gently, carrying the scent of Thai flowers into the room. I sat down at the foot of the bed, while the owner of the room sat on the sofa near the writing desk. Beer leaned over and lifted his feet up onto the table. The goodness that I admired was gone. Soon the maid brought soft drinks and Thai desserts.

"Uh, my parents are at work. They're rarely in Thailand. My older sister got married and moved out to her husband's house. So what about you? Why did you come to my house? Don't tell me you came to admire my last name," said Beer, smiling.

"Of course not, you jerk. Would you like your C-7 (Nokia) back?"

I walked over and handed him the phone. Beer made a face as if he just realized he'd lost his phone.

If I know this, I shouldn't have brought it back, I should have sold it at MBK. I threw the phone on the bed and walked over to the window sill to look at the river.

"Oh, I forgot to turn on the air conditioner. Are you hot?"

"Hey, no need to. The wind is cool and comfortable. I really like your house. I really like the big plank floors like this."

"Oh, not done complimenting? Do you want to move in here?"

"No. The bad luck might visit your house," I laughed, looking around the room. "You don't go home much, huh? The room doesn't look very messy. There isn't much stuff here."

If we exclude the decorations, there were only a few books. All of them are English books.

"Uh yeah, it's been a while since I've been here. I usually live in a condo near the university. If I drive back and forth every day, I'll waste gas and I'll probably die from exhaustion before I graduate. You are very lucky to come and find me at home."

"Oh, right, lucky me, haha."

At this point, I finally remembered what the main purpose of me coming to find Beer at his house was. Thinking about it, I think it's better for me to just run back. I don't dare to speak anymore.

"So you came just for this? Just to return the phone to me? You can give it back to me at the university. I have many phones. I don't think it must have been this important to travel this far."

I raised my hand in a gesture to stop him from speaking. Beer smiled sweetly, there was a hint of teasing in those sharp eyes. I don't like people like this at all. Damn it, those who look like princes on the outside but are actually foxes who will make us fall into trust. Once we realized it, they've already snapped our necks. Those people make us feel stupid, even though we're really stupid. Haha. So why does this crazy person have so many phones? Do you use them as weapon?

"So, do you just give me back the phone or what else, dude?"

When he asked about it, I became mute, not knowing where to start. Even though I wanted to vent to someone so that the pressure in my head would ease a bit, but when it came down to it, I wasn't sure if I should say it or not. I don't know how to put what I think what I feel into words. But I have to tell someone, I can't keep it to myself, I'll go crazy.

"Haizzz!!!!!"

I walked back and laid down on the clean white bed without thinking of asking the room owner's permission. I turned my head and gazed out the window. The outside scenery stretched as far as the window frame allowed.

The huge Peep tree (millingtonia) was abundantly blossoming with white flowers, filling the air with a sweet fragrance. The sky was hazy blue, with hardly a white cloud in sight. A long time ago, when I was still a child, I remember that the sky was much more vibrant than this, and there were more clouds. Global warming has changed things a lot. Sadly, human activity is the main cause of global warming. Why do I keep talking about global warming?

"Is there something bothering you, Peem"

I brought my wandering thoughts back to Beer's room again, swinging my legs back and forth, but no answer came out of my mouth.

"Even though we haven't known each other for long, we've already labeled each other as friends, right? You can tell me anything.. Come on, you've come this far, just tell me."

I turned around to face Beer again, and this time there was no playful glint in his eyes. On his handsome face, there was only seriousness and a warm smile.

"I don't know. I...don't know how to start."

"Is it about Phum?"

My heart sank when Beer asked the right question. I sighed again before nodding.

"(You) like him?"

I hit the bed with a loud thud, but the strength is not as heavy as Beer's sentence. This punch is strong and on target. It's like when we're sharpening a pencil and the cutter nearly cuts into our finger, but we woke up in a split second, feeling startled and relieved at the same time. My heart pounded hard but soon it calmed down to normal.

I had already figured that Beer probably knew, judging from many things he said and did yesterday that hinted he knew something. But I didn't expect that he would just blurt it out directly like this. Oh my gosh, my face hurts.

"Beer, sometimes it's better to be a bit more indirect. I didn't prepare myself. So... well, am I so easy to read?"

Beer laughed so hard that his shoulders shook. He picked up the soft drink and drank it before saying.

"I just guessed. I didn't expect to guess it correctly."

"Oh, you bastard!" I sat up and stared at him.

"I'm kidding. What should I say? I'm a person who has sense. I'm able to quickly catch other people's emotions. And you happen to be the type of person who show emotions on your face, sometimes in your eyes too."

"And until now, is there any one in Bangkok still doesn't know?" I squirmed on the bed. When I thought that people might be able to know that I like Phum. Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

[T/N: Actually everyone from the four corners of the world knows it except one.]

"What's wrong if they know about it? Just two person like each other. What's wrong with that?"

"What's wrong is that your friend is a bad person."

"Phum isn't a bad person."

Hey, right away. Protect each other right away.

"Before you protect your friend, would you please take a look at what he did to me first?"

"What did he do? Make you his servant?"

I opened my mouth, unable to say anything. I raised my head and looked at Beer again. I knew that my own eyes were wide-opened. You're getting too scary, Beer. Do you have a celestial ear or a celestial eye? Is he a necromancer? Or Phum told him that. That's it. That bastard didn't keep his word.

"Phum didn't tell me. He's as easy to read as you. How many years have we been friends? Why wouldn't I know what kind of person he is? And how he deals with those who dare to disrespect him? If it were anyone else, that person would have already been hurt. But you didn't have to lie on the bed and drink boiled rice water. Still, you're able to go everywhere with him. That's enough to know. Haha. Moreover, yesterday I saw you coming out of his condo. It was pretty obvious. If it weren't for you to serve him, it would probably you trade your body for it. Which I don't think Phum will take advantage of anyone that way."

"Oh, you saw me? I just slept over. There was nothing more to it than that. It's not what you think."

"You're funny, Peem," Beer laughed. "I'm not saying anything, I haven't thought about anything, I'm just saying that if a person who are so protective of his personal space like Phum take you to stay at his condo, he probably doesn't want to hurt you."

I thought about it and it's true what Beer said. Phum has never once harmed or used force against me even once. But he tease me all the time.

[T/n: how quickly you forget, Peem! Last night he hit you with a pillow. You're too easy.]

"You might think I'm taking side with my friend. It's not wrong to think like this. What Phum did to you was not right. I also don't agree with him doing it like this."

"I'm confused. Damn it! Even though he behaves badly towards me, why do I like him? There are so many good people why don't I like them. Sigh."

I raised my arms to my forehead, rested my gaze on the ceiling.

"Do you want to know?"

"Um, hey!!!!!"

Suddenly, Beer jump on top of me and straddled me. My hands and feet responded automatically.

"Ouch!!!"

"Fuck you, what the fuck are you doing? I'm scared." I said, trying to move back when I realized I was cornered to the headboard.

"Your legs are strong, Peem." Ai Khun Chai groaned with pain, hold his stomach before smiling, showing off his white teeth, unaffected.

"You're lucky I didn't kick your face with both feet, you bastard. What kind of game are you playing?"

"Well, don't you say you want to know why you don't like good people? I'll help you prove it."

"Very daring."

"Dare to kiss you?"

"Dare to claim that you are a good person, bastard." He got a brass neck to make a joke. "Whatever you're going to do, tell me first! You scared the hell out of me!" I gasped.

The more I looked at Beer's face, the more I wanted to kick him one more time. Whenever something happens, they just lunge at me and wrestle me down. Why do I encounter so many abnormal people in my life?

"Shall we try kissing?"

"Huh?!!!" This time I turned my neck around to look at Beer's face to see if he was sleepwalking or not.

"To find out"

I was so stunned that I forgot to run away. Damn, Khun Chai held my face in his grip. My heart pounded harder as his face moved closer and closer. His hand grabbed my wrists. I closed my eyes, trying to stay calm. This is a good person. Beer is kind and considerate man, a gentlement, from an old noble family. But the closer he was, the more I tensed and resisted by turning my face away from his hand. Suddenly, Phum's face popped up in my mind. Thoughts of last night flooded back. The image of Phum lean closeer to my face was the reason that made me push Beer away with all my might.

"What the hell am I doing here? Fuck!"

It felt as though something was lodged in my throat, pushing up from my gut. I felt nauseous and laughed at myself. Beer looked just as uncomfortable. What have we gotten ourselves into? I'm going crazy. We looked at each other before turning away, laughing in different directions.

[T/N: Peem is so naive 🙃]

"Fortunately, you have a cute face, so I was able to close my eyes to try."

"Unfortunately, I thought you knew what you were doing. Shit! What were you playing? If I didn't stop you, would you really kiss me just now?" I asked. Beer was laughing in his throat.

"I knew you could stop me anyway. How can friends kiss each other?" His tone casual and light.

"How about Tan and Fang?"

"Huh. They aren't real friends. They're Fake friend."

We busted into laugher.

"Hey, oh, what kind of ghost is possessing you and me to do something evil like this? I need to go to the bathroom please."

Beer provided escort service even though the bathroom is in this room and turned on the light for me. What a wonderful daddy! I washed my face and eyes to feel refreshed. The hair on my arms stood up and still refused to calm down. Why didn't I feel disgusted when it was Phum? You're influencing my life, you asshole. Until now, you still haven't gotten out of my thoughts, the captain of the Teddy Bear army.

When I came out of the bathroom, I found Khun Chai charging his phone. Oh, that's right, the battery has been dead since last night. I forgot to charge it. I went to get some water and some snacks. Then I saw the law code and many other legal texts. An engineering student shouldn't have a legal code, I think. Or did he choose to study as a minor? Ooh, he's really good.

"Legal books? You read them? You're fucking diligent."

"Yeah. I study Law. If I don't read the legal books, how can I study?"

"Oh, so you don't study engineering?"

"Nah" he shook his head, walked over and sat down to join me eating snacks. "Why? do I have the words Calculus and Trigonometry imprinted on my face?"

"Well, when I saw you with Tan's gang, I thought you were studying engineering."

"I study Law. Those who study engineering include Phum, Tan, and Mick. As for Fang, he studies architecture."

Oh wow, Fang seems to be able to tune in easily with me. It is said that Architecture and Fine Art are relatives and share some similarities, but there are also distinct differences. Architecture people tend to be artistic, but Fine Art people are messy, disorganized, and crazy.

"You don't look likely to suitable for this career. Your face looks very dishonest and lack of integrity, Beer." I tried to defame him, but Beer accepted it nicely.

"My family wants me to study Law, so I study Law. But I like it. Studying law is fun."

I nodded my head in sympathy. Beer was probably like many of other friends at university who must follow the path that their parents have set for them. In spite of the fact that we should choose to study what we like, have the opportunity to live life in the way that we define for ourselves. Because it's not just four years of having to endure things they don't like, but it means their whole life in that line of work. But it's not certain. just because you graduate from law doesn't mean you have to be a lawyer, a prosecutor, or a judge. Life is uncertain, you know. In the future, Beer may be able to achieve his dreams.

As for me, I consider myself very lucky to have been able to choose my path, to study what I like. I pursue my passions, but unfortunately, they don't always lead to a sutainable livelihood, especially in this country where people who make art are dying. I'm afraid that when I graduate, I may have to be parasitic on my parents. Why does a 20-year-old young people who should be enjoying life like me have to worry about his stomach? Who should I blame?

"Hey, Beer, I have something to ask. Are Phum and Fang siblings?"

"Um, they're siblings, you don't know?"

"How do I know? No dog has ever told me. Are they twins? But the faces aren't the same. Or are they fraternal twins? If they're not twins, why are they studying in the same year?"

"Interviewing witness? Ask a bunch of questions. Haha, no need to look at me with that face, I'll tell you. Fang is actually a year older than us. He should've been in his third year now. Phum's family has three siblings: Phi Khao Oat (oats), Khao Fang (millet), and Phum. Is that detailed enough?"

I looked at him, embarrassed by the irony, then nod and let him continue speaking.

"As for why Phum's name is different from his siblings, I don't know. What I do know is that one was born beginning of the year, while other was at the end. Phum is very attached to his brother. When Fang started kindergarten and had go to school, Phum refused to let him go. He cried over and over to have his brother stay with him. No matter what anyone said, he wouldn't listen and would throw tantrums. Even his parents didn't know what to do. So they wanted to let him go to school with Fang but he didn't meet the age requirements. So they they had Fang homeschooled and then entered school at the same time as Phum."

"Shit, spoiled since childhood."

I think it's hilarious. Imagine what Beer told about. When Phum was a kid, he must desert to be beaten.

"The fact that one person has certain traits and behaves in a certain way, whether it's bad or good, there must be a reason, there must be a cause. Especially during childhood."

"Oh, I haven't say anything. You're so protective of your friends," I said.

Beer shrugged. "Plus, if you know their lives in detail. In your previous life, were you a CCTV security camera?"

"You really are a funny person like Tan said."

"What's funny? I'm cursing you."

"Well, we all learned to crawl together. Our families have known each other for many generations. We've been together all our lives. When Phum cried about Fang leaving for school, I had to share chocolate to comfort him."

Rich kids share the chocolate. If it were me, I'd probably share Khanom Krok, soybean milk, and Patong Ko, that's all I ate when I was a kid.

"Actually, Phum is a very sensitive person. Peem, what I just said might sound like an excuse for my friend,"

Yes, I nodded and answered in my heart.

"but believe me, Phum isn't as cruel as he seems. He had been sent abroad when he was a child. At that time, we were only four or five years old. It seemed like there was a problem with family business at that time. I didn't know why his father made the decision to send Phum to live with relatives. I think it's because of that, Phum has become a person who doesn't care about anything like this. But that's no surprise. Imagine a little kid who was very attached to his mother and older brothers, and used to have friends, suddenly being sent to live in a foreign country, in a different city. He couldn't understand what they said. He could only stay in the room with a doll that his mother gave him."

[T/N: Everyone should have a friend like Beer. When his friend is losing points, he tries to recover them for his friend.]

"Is that a teddy bear?"

"Ah hah, you've already entered his bedroom. How soon!"

"Damn it, Beer, just continue."

My ears listened to Beer's story while my mind was imagining the loneliness and pain that little boy had to face. Did you feel very lonely? Did you feel abandoned by the people you love? I put my hand on the heart. If I were Phum, would I still be this strong? What kind of person would I become? I really can't imagine. My parents are understanding and is very close. They treat me like friends. We can talk about everything. When I tried to imagine going through the same story as him, I still felt so lonely that my heart fluttered strangely.

"After secondary school, Phum came back to Thailand. But I felt like he wasn't the same person anymore. Plus, his parents didn't have much time for him. On his birthday, he came to my house crying because his father went to celebrate a customer's birthday instead of his. At that time, I was so angry at his parents. Why do they have to devote so much time to work? Now that I understand more, in his heart he probably thought that he was doing it for the family, doing the best for his children. So he try to get money to take care of his children." Beer laughed in his throat and sighed. "But money has no blood bond, no arms or warm hugs. Even though P'Oat and Fang took a good care of him, it wasn't the same as having parents around. It's like his wound was being stabbed repeatedly. I'm not entirely sure. But I think this is what made him the way he is."

"But just because we've encountered bad things in our lives doesn't mean that we can use it as an excuse to do bad things to other people."

"Well, I don't see any good in what he's doing to you. I do think it's wrong. And I'm not a love expert so I have no idea why you like him. But is it like this? The reason love is such a great feeling is because it happens without us knowing. There's no reason, no right or wrong, no controll, no explanation. It'll be too optimistic if I tell you don't think too much. But yes, don't think too much. No matter how you feel, just let it be. When you can't handle it, I, as your advisor, will take you for a treat."

I threw snacks at him. And for the first time in many days, my heart felt lighter, I wanted to smile, I wanted to laugh out loud.

"Are you studying psychology alongside law?" Beer nodded and said that he studied as part of his major's class choices.

Oh shit. I was just being sarcastic but it turned out it was true.

"Thank you very much. I feel a lot better."

"Oh, that's good. Your smile is so cute. You're much cuter than when you have a sad face. Has anyone ever told you that you have very clear eyes, Peem? "

I scratched my cheek to hide my embarrassment, suddenly complimenting me directly like that.

"It's like they belong to someone who never think badly of anyone." Beer said while laughing. "When you meet someone like Phum, the goodness in you attracts him. Yeah, maybe."

"What the fuck is this theory of yours?" Beer and I laughed before his next sentence made me freeze.

"To put it simple, Phum might be the right person for you. Haven't you heard of it - When you meet the right person, your heart becomes weak."

My right person is like that???

[T/N:🤣🤣🤣 You get what you expected the least. At least you like his face, right?
azzianna : So disappointed, Peem? 🤣🤣]

"Right my ass! See everything he does to irritate me, tease me, insult me. Is there anything left that can be "right" for me? Besides, I've only known him for a short while. Damn, It doesn't make sense at all." I rubbed my head in frustration. I was shocked that Beer was right. Right as I myself had thought of it.

"If loving someone requires time and reason, then is there such a thing as love at first sight?"

"What the hell, Beer. I don't love him, I just like him."

"Well, 'like' is the first step towards love. Just 'like' a little more and it'll be love."

"Why are you pushing me so hard? Do you want to see me heartbroken? You and Phum are really close to each other, aren't you?"

The one tried to change the topic first was me. Imagine two buffaloes sitting down and talking about love, it's quite something. Besides, my brain wanted to take a break from this. So I changed the subject.

"It's more than just being close, how should I say?" Beer said, thinking, "We grew up together, studied together, played together. The time we've been together, it's equal to my age. Like Tan and your gang, I with Phum, Fang, and Mick. Our bond is bigger than just friends."

"Wow, how many people are in our group?"

"nine"

"We can start a boy band, haha, what do you think?"

"Oh, yeah, good idea. I'll be the leader because I'm the most handsome guy." He's boasting about himself again.

[Sprite: Mick disagrees with you. He's very confident that he's the most handsome man on earth. No one can defeat him. And Pan wants the leader position. So good luck!
azzianna : Good luck with all of them, if Pan will be the leader 😂]

"If you are the leader, I think we'd better starting a Hilo band." I laughed out loud. Beer looked at me with a smile as usual.

"Heh, you smile now. It's better than putting on a sad face, it doesn't suit you. Smiling like this is much better."

"Uhm, thank you very much, Beer. May you get a lot of merit and a beautiful girlfriend, a cool girl."

I wiggled my eyebrows and patted him on the shoulder a few times. I truly thanked him from my heart. Even though it might not solve the whole problem, it made me feel a lot better. Having someone to listen to your problems is really good luck.

"Why don't you think I'll meet a cool guy?"

"Then I hope you'll meet a cool guy." I wished, sighed deeply and told Beer, "I probably have to give up. Two months will be up soon but I don't see any hope... Haizzz, after that, I don't even know if we'll be friends."

"Why do you give up? Do you still not understand?"

"Understand what?" I asked innocently.

Beer sighed. Then he made a boring face before waving his hand in annoyance, "Oh, well, then do as you please. So, is Phum using you a lot? What do you have to do?"

"Huh, do you have two days of free time? I will recite it to you. He order me to do miscellaneous things. It depends on his mood. This morning I had to find underwear for him. Dammit, he's so childish."

"Hahaha," Beer laughed and slammed the table loudly, "Really? That's the real Phum. The one has been seen as pretentious, handsome, with a calm face, all in one package."

"I guess so. It's like I'm a nanny. Haizzz. I'd better go home now."

"Oh, all of sudden. You're really an artistic kid. How do you go back? Do you want me to send you off?"

"No need, I'll take a taxi back. I'm rich," I said jokingly, but the money in my pocket didn't laugh. "Today, thanks a lot for listening to my drama."

"Oh, come on, no need to thank me. If you need someone to listen to you, you can find me anytime. I'm not loose-tongued. You can trust me."

He patted me on the shoulder for encouragement, and I smiled in response. We chatted for a while longer, and then Khun Chai walked me down to the front gate. At first, he offered to have someone send me home but I'm an ordinary person who has the wisdom to go home on my own, so I'd rather not bother him.

"See you at the University. If you have some free time, let's grab coffee at my shop. I'll treat you," I said while waiting for the taxi that Beer asked someone to call for me. There's probably no taxi in this old aristocratic area, so I had to wait a long time.

"Peem"

"Hmm, what?" When the car hasn't yet to arrived, you didn't bother calling me. Now I was about to step inside... can you see that?

"If I could meet someone like you, it would be great."

[azzianna : Beer should have a future partner here that deserves him 😤😤... He's one of the best characters in this story.
Sprite: another naive person 🙃]

I paused momentarily before gave Beer the same smile I usually reserve for Q and my friends – a friendly smile.

"A good person like you will surely meet another good person, my friend." and I received the same smile in return.

[T/N: Did I just see a flower withers before it bud]

Throughout the journey back home, even though I felt better, I was still lost in my thoughts, contemplating the newfound knowledge from Beer about Phum, my own feelings, the fact that I don't hate him despite his teasing and mocking, the desire to be close to him and the happiness that arise without knowing the root cause. It's because Phum is the right person. Is this the reason? Oh, I should have slept at home, but I didn't do it, I wanted to enter other people's heart. What's now? I'm really stressed. What should I do next? Should I give up? If I let it go deeper than this, it will only cause pain on one side. Sigh... Oh, yes. Let's get over it. Peem, you have to get over it. Now, it's just getting started, it won't be difficult, it's still early, it's not too late. Cancer in its early stages can be treated and cured, let alone these small fluttering feelings that I just started to have.

I just hope we will be good friends. That's enough.

Although I am a person who accepts the truth well to a certain extent, this matter is not easy to understand and accept. I have to keep pushing away the feeling in my chest, but it's not very effective. Well, who can escape themselves, right?

And all the way back home, It's like there's a small voice from far away whispering softly:

'If you meet the right person Your heart will become weak'

Don't think too much...

Uhm, don't think too much...

End of chapter 14 >>>>>>>>>>