"Ouch."
This was the word Gun heard when he opened the door on the rooftop.
"Ai'Shia... Are you okay?" Gun asked, not realizing there was someone behind the door.
"Uhmm... I'm okay. I think it will only leave a red mark. You? Are you okay?" the man behind the door inquired.
"Ah... Hahahaha... Are you dumb? You're the one who got hit by the door, and you're asking me if I'm okay?" Gun said, laughing.
"Ohhh..." The man scratched his head awkwardly.
"By the way, you're Tinn, right... Guntaphon Wongwitthaya, in short, Gun, the band leader of Chinzhilla," Gun said, smiling, reaching his hand out toward Tinn.
"Tinnaphob Jirawatthanakul, in short, Tinn, the president of the school counselor club," Tinn said, shaking hands with Gun.
When Tiww sees Tinn's smiling face, he will surely freak out.
...
"So, about what happened last time... Uhmmm, sorry," Gun apologized.
Gun was more relaxed now; he didn't feel any discomfort in his chest. It was more like Tinn had made him laugh earlier, making him feel comfortable and a little excited to talk to Tinn.
"It's nothing... But you know... You can't imagine how nervous I was at that time," Tinn said, chewing on his apple.
"Hahahaha... I'm sorry about that time, too—"
[Li...Mi..ng"
"*Heyy... You say my name.*"
"*Nods*"
"*Can you say it again, I want to hear*"
"Li..Ming"]
"Gun... Ai'Gun... GUN."
"Ahh?"
"What happened to you? You suddenly seemed dazed all of a sudden," Tinn asked, worried.
"Ah, it's nothing. By the way... I felt so embarrassed at that time because my friends kept pestering and teasing me to reveal what happened... And me, who still didn't know what really happened, actually... Hahahaha... By the way, let's forget it. Can you promise no one will know about this?" Gun pleaded with Tinn.
"Promise."
"So, Tinn, let's talk about something... You know about my club's problem, right..." Gun said, looking at Tinn.
"Ahhh... About that, I already spoke to my Mom. She said there's one condition... You need to join a contest... at least one of you needs to win the Winner Trophy," Tinn said.
"What contest... A drummer contest, Solo Guitarist contest?" Gun questioned Tinn.
"It's not—"
"Ahhhh... The pianist contest or vocalist contest?" Gun asked Tinn again.
"Not those contests, Gun," Tinn clarified.
"So, what is it?" Gun asked, looking confused.
"Mathematics assessment contests..."
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AN: (I'm sorry I didn't include this meaning in the recent chapter)
Phi/P' means an older person, senior, or someone older than them.
Nong/N' means a younger person, junior, or someone younger than them.
Ai' (Ex: Ai'Gun) is added when a person is the same age or sometimes when the person is younger than them, or mostly to a close group of friends. It is also added to certain words.
"Shia" is a coarse word for "shit" or "fuck."
(But if you're a Thai fan, you can understand it fully without my explanation 🤭😆)
They have already talked to each other 🤭🤭.
I had a bad day today, but writing this story is my comfort zone 🥺.
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