My Beloved Teacher ⭐

1 : 🎨

"Am I crazy or are you really telling me that you fell in love with our sports teacher?" protested Porchay.

His best friend, Macau says The Magnificent ( only by himself though), was looking at their teacher's private Instagram page.
He almost drooled in front of Mr. Tanaka's muscles.

"You don't understand anything. '' grumbled Macau by rejecting Porchay's book.

"Eh ! I was drawing!" Said his grumpy friend.

Porchay was a dreamy young boy, often discreet and a little brat sometimes. He liked to read, draw and music.
Of course, he never had a music lessons because his elder brother did not have enough money to offer him a guitar but this first year of college offered him free guitar lessons: it was a great opportunity!
His dream was to play song for his brother, in their own bar on a beach, away from everything!

"Humph ... A guy like you will never fall in love with anyone! Sorry, friend, but you are so...Grumpy."

"I don't give a fuck, I don't want to fall in love, and even less with a teacher!" exclaimed the young boy.

They had been at university for only two days, and Porchay had done only one thing: drawn on his notebook.
While Macau was doing also only one thing : annoying the hell of Chay.
Rare was the classes that captured his attention, but he was still a good student.
Macau sighed while looking up to the sky, he took a seat on a chair next to his stupid friend and untied his black tie: everyone here wore the basic uniform of the university.
White shirt, black pants for boys.
White shirt, black skirt for girls.
And...well that was it.

"Welcome to our youngs sophomores!'' Cried an old woman in a microphone probably as old as her. "I am Madame Priya Samantha Santawin, you can just call me Madame Priya. I am the manager for your promo this year, if there are concerns, remember to come see me, and here is your main teacher ....Of course,no one listen to me, every damn time... "

Porchay felt Macau pinch his arm and he straightened up by moaning before frowning, his gaze fell on a man who entered the immense amphitheater.
He was immediately intrigued by this man: he was not very tall or even muscular, but he had a crazy charm.
All the students had their eyes on this man.
Macau smiled like an idiot, before grimacing to make fun of his friend. No interest in teachers hah ?

"Humhum ... Young people, here is Khun Kimhan Theerapanyakul. Yes, we know, he is handsome...Guys can you listen to me just a little more ?"

Porchay immediately threw a stunned at Macau. The latter laughs even stronger, before leaning towards Porchay:

"I DID told you that my cousin was a teacher, you didn't give a fuck back then..."

"I thought you meant some random guy! But this is....Wow." whispered Porchay.

Kimhan Theerapanyakul was far from being just a random man. He could have been a model or even more ... He had a shiny hair that the girls in the class were very jealous, a perfect nose and a smile... Wow.
Everything about Kimhan Theerapanyakul was just : wow.

Porchay shook his head : it was just a very very very beautiful man. Mature, good looking and ho...ok no.
Time to stop overreacting.

"Good morning."

Oh well.
FUCK.
Even his voice was perfect.
Porchay's jaw was almost touching the ground and Macau frowned while scolding his friend :

"Watch out you will drool on the poor table..." Said Macau. "Let me tell you that I am much more handsome than him!"

Porchay rolled his eyes, but he couldn't stop peaking at his new teacher.
He felt like he was drinking this man's words, it was like discovering a new video game! Exciting, mysterious, joyful...
He would die if only this guy looks at him for one second... Macau blowed strongly, annoyed by this perfect fake image from his cousin and all the others suddenly turned towards him.

"Do you have a problem, young man? '' asked him Mr. Kim.

"Oh,no...No, sorry. Keep going."

Macau gritted his teeth and Porchay felt so shy that he tried to hide behind a book. However, the new teacher had slowly slid his gaze to Chay.

Wow.

He had intense black eyes, which shone with authority and coldness. Fuck it.
What the hell was wrong with Porchay ? He tried to calm down, but he could swear that Khun Kimhan smiled just a little...okay very little.

"Shia, Cau, fuck you, now he's going to think we're troublemakers!" Growled Chay.

Macau sneered and he put an affectionate hand on his friend's hair before playing with the black curls of Porchay.
He knew Kimhan's asshole behaviour pretty well, and he didn't like him; it was an old story between their family.
The presentation of the teachers resumed and Mr. Kim left.
He was their main literature teacher but also for the music club.

"Wait he is..Wait ...He will give us music lessons?" exclaimed Porchay when they were walking in the corridors.

"No thank you, I rather join the basketball club! You can go to the music club if you want him..so bad." Sneered Macau while drinking an energy drink.

Porchay was slightly annoyed and he made a disgusted face:

"You really don't need this drink you know..."

"Do not play the perfect mommy with me... I already have my brother on my back at home. I can't even relax here because my cousin is there too ! Geez, I am doomed forever!"

Porchay felt his heart beating super hard! He took the direction of the music club and in the small office, he found his fucking amazing teacher:

"Khun... Kim?" Whispered Porchay while knocking on the door.

Kimhan who was reading a paper, slowly looked up at the young boy, and he tilted his head like a cute puppy, with a pensive expression:

"I don't know you yet...Your name, my boy ?"

"I'm Porchay Kittisawasd, sir ... I would like to register for the music club!"

This time for sure, Khun Kimhan smiled to Porchay!
What a fucking beautiful smile.