Just Enemies (KornxWai)

1. The fight

***WAI POV***

I always heard people saying that behind deep hate is a great love story, and truth to be told I always thought that was just nonsense.
Because how can you love deeply someone you once hated with all your heart and soul?
How can you kiss the same mouth that said hurtful words about you?
How can you link hands with someone who once beat the hell out of you? As I said... nonsense.

'One day you're gonna tell me I was right' Pran used to say all the time. 

'Keep dreaming.' I just shrugged and laughed. 

But it was as they say the last one to laugh laughs the better, and he was indeed right all along without us even knowing back then. 

It all started during the first year of college. Pran and I were enrolled in the architecture faculty. Pran is one of my best friends, I met him a while after he return to Thailand and soon our parents become really close friends. It was supposed to be a peaceful and uneventful year... but fate had other plans for us. 

That troublemaker group, mostly known as engineering students, was one of our biggest headaches at the beginning of that year. Our faculties were rivals, but the biggest rivalry was between Pran and Pat. Their families were sworn enemies since way before they were born. 

I started to hate Pat at the time, him and his watchdog with thick eyebrows, also known as Korn. 

The reason for my hate towards Pat, was probably because back then I had a huge crush on Pran. It was easy to like him, he was an amazing person, a talented musician. Always very kind to everyone and the politest, everyone was head over heels for him. We all knew he was gay, and that was never a problem for us. Although he and all my friends always thought of me as straight, which I never confirmed or denied, I was indeed bi. 
I never talked about my sexual orientation not because I wasn't comfortable with it, but because that way Pran didn't think much about the insane amount of times I asked him to do my homework just to have an excuse to meet him after classes or whenever I went to his room to study when in reality studying was the last thing in my mind. 

The first time things between our groups escalated unexpectedly was on Friday after classes. 

I was literally running for my life, running after me, was the watchdog with thick eyebrows and pale skin and his whole crew. 

"Stop running! We're gonna get you, bastard" I knew that if I stopped they would beat me to death probably. Where were my friends when I needed them? 

Without noticing I was led to a dead-end with their gang surrounding me from every side. I was panting and running out of breath but kept looking around to see if there were a possible escape. My t-shirt was sticky from all the sweat, and my shirt was unbuttoned and all crumpled. 

Pat had this cold murder look that could make anyone piss their pants. He was the leader of the troublemaker group, although the most violent one was Korn. 

"That's how cowardly you are? It takes a whole group to fight me? Am I that strong?" I knew I was walking on a fine line. It could go well and their pride would allow me to live another day and they would fight my entire group, or it could go extremely wrong and I would finish my degree in heaven. 

Korn started laughing and I never hated a laugh so much in my entire life. Everything about that piece of flesh and bones made me want to vomit. He was aggressive, lazy, and a freaking prankster and I knew that I was his special target, with time he become mine as well. 

"Okay it's your lucky day kitten, you have two minutes to call your friends and get them here. Let's see how loyal they are, your life depends on it." Pat told me and my blood run cold that moment. I knew exactly who I had to call if I wanted to keep breathing for a bit more years. 

I dialed Pran's number faster than I could say sky, without taking my eyes off Korn. I knew one false step and it was my end. They were merciless.

"Sawadee krap Wai. Tell me." His angelic voice made my heart calm a bit, he always had that effect on me. I managed to steady my breathing.

"Back-alley. Now or Pat's crew gonna beat the shit out of me. Thank you, Pran." And hung up. Now all I could do was pray that they would get here in time to help me or otherwise they would be prepping my funeral.

"If I didn't know better I'd say you were in love with him." Korn literally spits his words and my eyes widened. He could read me like an open book, always. I didn't know how or why but it was like I couldn't keep any secrets that those eyes would find all of them. It was another reason why I had that deep hatred toward him. 

"I'm not but do you have any problems with queer people?" His eyes locked on mine and his gaze almost took the breath out of me. 

"No problem at all, my problem is actually just with your existence. Poor person that ends up with you. I would run in front of a train if I ever ended up dating a person like you." Those words were like sharp knives straight to my heart. He knew how to hurt me, and that time he actually succeeded. I swallowed hard and brushed away those thoughts that started to appear in my head. 

When I got back to reality the hell already broke free. My group and Korn's group are already fighting for dear life. Korn, as always, targets me. Charge me and punches me in the shoulder, luckily I dodged otherwise it would land on my cheek. I punch him in the stomach and he hits his back against the wall which has a nail that rips his aqua raincoat. He shoots me a murder look and kicks me in the stomach with all his strength. I fall on the ground and hit my head, not too hard enough to faint but hard enough to get dizzy. He gets on top of me and prepares to punch in me the face. I know the moment that fist meets my face is knockout for me. It doesn't matter how strong you are, when Korn is blind by rage and hate he can kill a lion, and I'm not even kidding. 

I close my eyes, but after a few seconds, I feel nothing. No punch, no weight on me. I open my eyes and he's just fighting another of my teammates, not Pran cause Pat curiously doesn't allow anyone but him to touch him, although I don't like that at all, Pran is always the least damaged one only god knows why. But for me, I'm always one of the worst ones, is rare the day we fight and I don't end up in the hospital, and it's always Korn, no one else targets me. They probably have defined who beats who like a professional gang.

The fight went on and suddenly for the first time I was about to fight another guy from their gang, I have never seen him before but to be honest, I didn't pay attention to them at all only knew Pat and Korn due to obvious reasons. Korn must've noticed cause he turned flash and run towards me again so fast that I thought he would actually kill me that time. I don't how he managed to slow down enough to get me in a chokehold, hard enough to hurt but not tight enough to make me faint which wouldn't take much cause I was already dizzy as hell, barely standing up. 

A whistle was heard and it was like we were all on the same side cause we knew as much as we wanted to kill each other if we were caught by any teacher or security guard our parents would schedule a collective funeral. 

I was about to run when my legs failed me and after that was all black.

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Hope you liked this first chapter. The next one will be Korn's POV and we may discover some interesting stuff about them. 

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