"You don't have coffee at home? You wanted to play the adult with your own apartment but every morning you come to have lunch here!" Tankhun grumbled.
Tankhun Theerapanyakul was the older brother.
Kinn sipped his coffee reading the information on his tablet, he had an extremely complicated and difficult job which Kim didn't want to learn at all.
"Hello to you too, Tan." Kim replied.
Kimhan Theerapanyakul the last son.
Handsome, young and proud.
He had a cunning personality, like his father: Korn Theerapanyakul.
"Thanks for the coffee, Anon."
His guard smiled kindly at him.
Kimhan finished his cup in one sip then grabbed his keys and left.
The weather was nice, as often in Thailand, and especially very hot.
He arrived late in the large amphitheater, his colleague Madame Priya was already giving a speech to the new students.
Of course, the door barely opened, all the students looked at him: curiosity, fascination, admiration or even jealousy....Kim didn't care, for him, they were all brats.
He only started working as a teacher because he didn't want to help Kinn for their family business.
"Listen to me a little longer, please..." sighed the poor lady.
Priya smiled before giving way to Kim.
He positioned himself in front of the old microphone with an horrible sound:
"Good morning."
A silence answered him.
There were a hundred students and yet not a single noise: it was the kind of effect that Kimhan Theerapanyakul had on people.
When he talked, people listened.
A good quality for a teacher.
Only one little prick let out a loud huff and Kim arched an eyebrow, noticing his dear cousin, Macau Theerapanyakul, the son of his uncle Kan :
"...Is there a problem young man?"
His cousin glared at him before apologizing.
Intrigued by a small round head next to Macau, Kim slowly slid his gaze.
Oh.
How different this boy was.
He was shinning among all others students.
Kim frowned, but the boy immediately tried to hide his beauty behind a book and Kimhan smirked.
"...Thank you for your attention, club registrations will begin in a few minutes." finished Kim.
He descended from the platform, again leaving room for his colleague and quickly left the room.
Shit.
One look and he already felt his heart beating faster.
His cousin's friend was...Cute.
Beautiful black curls, big shiny eyes, luscious lips.
But that was it, a simple, pretty student.
"Oh sorry..." Kim nearly knocked over a young student since he was so distracted.
"Oh no, it doesn't matter..." chuckled the young woman.
"Are you alright ?"
"Y-yes sir !"
Kimhan nodded then quickly left for the music club.
He was in charge of the registrations and he was late again!
"Good morning sir !" shouted Tin, a singer from the club, happily.
His little band was already playing on stage to try to attract the other students and Kim greeted them quickly before leaving for his small office.
He put down his brown jacket and began to read a first inscription before hearing a crazy person:
"Khun Kim..?"
Kim slowly looked up.
Oh shit.
Why the hell was the cute boy here ?
He met the gaze of the young student he had already noticed.
His face was perfect, his skin lightly tanned and his teeth so white...Was he a model or some kind of new idol from a Kpop boysband ?
"I don't know your name yet...My boy?"
Kim himself wanted to slap himself for his possessive tone!
It was so stupid, he was embarrassing himself in front of his own student!
Get an hold of yourself, Kim !
"My name is Porchay... Porchay Kittisawasd."
Porchay.
Nong Chay.
A name as adorable as the young boy.
He smiled again at Kim, and the latter stopped breathing for a moment.
He was screwed.
Kim cleared his throat, ok, it was not the time to fall for a young boy and even less a student!
"You can write your information on this paper..."
"Thank you.." whispered Porchay.
Suddenly the boy's face changed, for a split second he looked...sad?
Shit...Did Kim say something wrong? He immediately began to think.
Wait, no he didn't say something stupid...Oh the boy looked at him again.
"Sir...Can I put my older brother's information for the parents case?"
"Oh... y-yes, of course."
A bright new beautiful smile.
Kimham sighed in relief, before realizing...Oh this young student had no parents.
He bit his lip, damn.
"You can also just enter your personal information you know..."
"Really ?" the young boy bit his lip with a little mischievous air.
He finished filling out his paper before proudly returning it to Kim.
Kimhan put it down without a glance on his desk, but his hand was burning with desire to read every piece of information!
"What would you like to...learn here?"
"Oh I love the music... I love the guitar... But I don't know how to play it...So...I am here." confessed the young boy dreamily.
Kim crossed hia arms, tilting his head, it was one of his annoying habits according to Tankhun.
"Well...I'll discuss it with Soundz...Maybe he can guide you... We have students ready to help here."
Porchay looked disappointed for a moment, he made an adorable sulky face and Kim almost blushed like a little girl.
What had he done again to make Porchay sad ?!
Damn, he was getting anxious.
"I thought you were the one going to give m..I mean us... guitar lessons..."
"Me...? Oh well...I'm not supposed to...Okay I'll see with your senior if he wants to trade places with me. Sarawat is supposed to take of the first year but we'll see."
"Alright !"
Porchay smiled again and the world seemed clearer for a moment.
Kim was shaking slightly, shit....Why was this kid so adorable?!
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My Beloved Teacher ⭐
Fanfiction"What the fuck Macau you can't fall in love with a teacher !" Oh Porchay Kittisawasd if only you knew.... Kimhan Theerapanyakul just had a new job as a music teacher. His life was peaceful until he saw him : a big doe eyed little guy.... What will h...
