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Catch My Breath

I couldn't believe that the very first day of my hazing I had someone fainting. Of course at first i thought it was a joke, until his friend started to freak out. That is putting it lightly as he had a full blown melt down. Yelling and screaming. Without saying anything I scooped up the young man and carried him bridal style to the campus clinic.

The nurse knew about this young man already which is strange. I have never met someone on their first day that was already friendly with the nursing staff. I placed him on the bed and stayed with him. The doctor was called, and so was the freshman's parents. I could hear their screaming on the other end to each other. I felt bad for the nurse's ears. He must be some spoiled kid, but with a face like an angel. Well, my kind of angel... tan complexion that I wished I had, strong jawline, broad shoulders, and a killer smile. I sighed. If I wasn't the head hazer I would of asked him for his number. If only we had met prior to this...

That is until I heard the name of the young man, Kongpob Suttiluck. The fuck... is he ... related to that God awful man. My biggest fault is my inquisitive nature. I want to know everything and anything. Especially, if said person makes me think of very lewd things as I watched his mouth slightly a jar while he breaths heavily. I could think of something that would fit perfectly inside of that beautiful cavern. I sighed again.

The nurse approached me. "Nong Arthit. It seems he was told by his physician to stay home this week as he had fainted this week and hit his head. Resulting in a concussion. It seemed as though he pressed his parents to attend today's hazing activities in fear of retribution." Dammit, so he risked his life for hazing... what kind of idiot would do that... apparently this one. If I knew this I would of let him of the hook. "Nong?" "Sorry, Phi. I was just thinking about what must of ran through this Nongs mind to think we would be reprimand him if he didn't show up. This not choice, but something he was told to do by his physician no-less." "This is why the SOTUS system is gradually fading away. It's too harsh and some seniors tend to take their punishments too far." I have seen that during my year. Many students were sent to this very room, and a lot parents complained. I just need more time to figure out how to get the morals of the program across without using heavy force...

"Thanks Phi. I heard you mention his last name. Was it shuttluck?" "Oh yes dear, his father owns Siam Polymer. He is the only son of the family. Unfortunately, he has a weak heart, so seeing him on the first day of classes is not something I'm too pleased about. I just hope he doesn't push himself too much..." her voice trails off as she goes towards the other room because the door opened with another student.

No wonder that young man was shrieking as he watched this boy fall. Time ticked by as I sit beside the sleeping student. My own eyes started to see heavy and tried to fight off the sudden feeling of drowsiness. At last it was futile I fell asleep soundly to the heavy breathing of this Khun chai.

I was startled awake by the hands of the man whom I was supposed to be watching. He was patting my head in a soothing way. I almost didn't want to leave this moment. Enjoying this sweet act of tenderness. It seems in my sleep I leaned over and laid my head onto the bed that Nong Kongpob was sleeping on.

"Phi, I know you are awake..." his voice croaked. Well, he could've pretended to not realized a little bit longer. I groggily push my self up from the bed and stare at him. The most captivating brown eyes staring back at me with a smile that could sell the most useless thing for millions of dollars. My heart beats rapidly... How can someone I know nothing about affect me, so much.

"Err, Nong Kongpob are you feeling better? Did your friend come and visit?" "Yes, Aim came and left. He didn't want to be the one to wake you up. Based on his reaction he is surely afraid of you, but I'm not sure why?" He is a naive one... I'm not a good man nor am I a bad Man. By my standards, but I have my skeletons in the closet and one of those is.... the manner of the death of his family member. I'm not stupid it doesn't take me long to have clear picture. He must be the nephew of that degenerate.