FOUR PILLARS

Chapter 10: Fever Dream

Win feels a whole lot better than yesterday, his head was pounding and he was convinced that his brain had turned into a mush during the last 24 hours since he got back from school on Wednesday.

He also had to bear his headache with a ton of embarrassment because apparently everyone in his family saw the doodles on his arm. Not the stars and flowers, but the big bold 'PROPERTY OF BRIGHT VACHIRAWIT CHIVAREE' written in boyish but neat handwriting. The embarrassment was surreal as he was teased relentlessly at dining table during dinner last night. He might or might not want to stab himself to save his face from the humiliation. Even his oh so righteous and quiet father gave him a smirk and said that he needs to bring whoever the heck this Bright is so he can give him a proper blessing.

'No thank you' Win thought, with a grim smile.

But thank god it was written with highlighter so it was pretty easy to scrub it off. If it was written with permanent maker, let's say that Bright won't live another day after this.

To top it off, Singto now has his number. Yup that charming prince of the academy has his phone number now. How did he know this? The so called royalty messaged him if he was okay, which he was not, but he replied with a reassurance that he is alive and a thanks to express his gratitude. He does not hate Singto, grateful even for his act of kindness, bringing him home after he fainted but the last time he involved himself with a member of F4, it became the reason how he ended up passing out in front of the model student in the first place.

Well, it's already a past for him, so better not to dwell too much right? He hopes so.

He also hopes F4 is not something that would be his downfall too.

Shit, he literally forgot about Off's jacket. Damn, he really needs to give it back soon, or well it can be today. He needs to cut off any relationship or even acquaintance with the F4 so they will get off his back quicker.

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Famous last word, is that what we call it these days? The last thing he wants for his life is to get involved with the oh-so-elite F4 but please tell him, who is the person that was saved by the F4? Not him, definitely not him.

Win is crying internally, well it can be external too but his ego is too much for that.

He was peacefully making his way to 6-B class to meet his charming senior, he didn't go to his class just yet, finding himself delaying his torment today.

And that was what he wants, some peace and quiet but no, peace was too good for him apparently. While he was walking suddenly a group of seniors surrounded him, blocking his way.

One of the boys speaks, he is quiet good looking but his asshole move right now throws the handsomeness out of the window, "Well, isn't it the great Metawin? The prettiest of all? Too good for all of us that he never spare any glance towards any of us?" He said.

Ah fuck. They must be the boys that tried him last week. The ones who flaunt their money and richness in hope Win will pay attention to them. First of all, he is not the one who ignores people that tried to talk to him but this type of boys disgusts him so his conscious-unconscious mind ignores them for him. Also his mind was occupied by many things, once again he wants to remind.

"Oi Joss I heard he is Bright's slut now, we better not mess with him," another one snickers, he doesn't look like he will be stopping soon though, "Bitches like him always throw their bodies to that bastard anyway," he feels his blood boils. What the fuck is wrong with these people anyway? Why can't they just mind their own business?
Win thinks there is no point in defending his honour in words, but before he can raise his fist the second boy who makes the remark was sent flying by someone.