THE POSSESSIVE SOUL

Chapter 13: Unknown Emotions

No One's pov

The preparations for the Music Club event were on full swing. The club members were busy promoting it to the students of other departments. Since, Tine wasn't part of the guitar team which was selected to perform, he along with other left out members were hence given the responsibility to request people to come and vote of their team on the day of the event.

Sarawat and Mil were the leader of the guitar and paino teams respectively and were the main stars of the event to look forward to. Green was very smart to use their posters across the departments, trying to get people's attention on grounds of the enemity shared between the two which was quite known to almost everyone.

Though Tine wasn't having any regular classes at the music club as Wat was busy with the event yet he would make sure to trouble the former by calling him to come to the club and give him unnecessary tasks along with other team members in name of promotion.

"Make it again! This one looks way to ugly to be used," Wat said putting aside the chart Tine had got to him and getting back to his guitar. Tine looked at his team mates who gave him a sorry look and then stared at his fingers covered with paint colors. This was the third hand-made poster which they had been making since last morning that Sarawat had rejected. He had rejected the first one on ground of it being quite ordinary, for second one he said it lacked any sort of creativity and hence wouldn't grab people's attention and then for the third one on which the team had invested the most of the time to meet up to his expectations, he straightly marked it as something UGLY much to Tine's disbelieve.

Tine placed the poster right in front of Wat drawing his attention and asked, "What makes you think that this poster which you can clearly see, we have made with such great efforts is nothing but just ugly for you? Do you really think we are your slaves to keep on making one chart after the other just to get it rejected by you?"

All the students in the room left their work to look at the scene in front of them. They were still unclear about the bond between the two but would always be in awe of Tine to never fear to put his point of view in front of Sarawat. Wat placed his guitar aside and took the chart in his hands as he stood up and matched Tine's piercing gaze. He surely loved irritating the young lad a lot.

"I don't know what your definition of perfect is but for me... perfection is class but this piece of rubbish that you people have made is just..."

Tine interrupted his flow of words saying,"If our efforts are so degrading then why don't you get them printed like the other teams rather than wasting our time because we are not interested in wasting anymore of our time on it."

"Oh...so you have become the self-proclaimed spokesperson," Wat said with evident sarcasm.

"Is there anyone else who think they are wasting their time being here to help their team with promotion is free to leave!" Wat announced staring right back at Tine crossing his hands around his chest.

Tine shifted his gaze to his fellows who had put down their heads, scared to match Tine's eyes as they clearly lacked the confidence which the boy had. They couldn't imagine themselves disagreeing with Wat even once. Tine who was already pissed got even more offended with the under confidence of his team mates. He seriously couldn't get why the hell they feared Sarawat like he was someone they couldn't protest against.

"Too bad! Looks like you are the only one who feels that way," Wat taunted.

Tine had no interest in being the voice for the ones who lacked the guts to said for themselves and hence he didn't waste any time in walking out of the room to keep his sanity intact by avoiding being in the same place as Sarawat.