Hidden Agenda (English)

Chapter 10

Annop leisurely gazed at the familiar scene of his school. Since his graduation, the number of times Anop returned to the school had been very few. He had sworn to himself, as the elder brother of Sitang in the same code, that he would not interfere in his naive and foolish younger brother's affairs, not even a little bit.

Once again, don't interfere in the slightest!

Feeling somewhat down, he picked up his phone once more and opened it to look at some messages from his former juniors.

"Um, you know, Zo gets along with everyone, and so does Joke. They've just started hanging out together. We're just a small group, we all interact with each other." He read Pruksa's defense. He had been considering this guy as a spy for a while, but now he realized that this defense seemed to be an attempt to conceal something.

...Okay, calm down. Maybe there's nothing to hide. No need to overthink it. I don't need to know any more...

Annop tried to reassure himself that there was nothing wrong with his younger brother. He was just worrying too much. Just as he was attempting to put his concerns to rest, he received a text message from someone else in the department, someone he met often but not particularly close with. Despite that, this person still occasionally texted him.

"I saw Zo with Joke from the Administrative department."

"Your brother has appeared on the scene this time."

Annop silently cursed and immediately called the person who had sent the message. They claimed to have seen Sitang and Joke from the Administrative department together at a supermarket. What was more concerning was that Joke's behavior was reminiscent of a mother hen protecting her chick.

Upon hearing this, Annop's stomach churned with frustration. He remembered that at that moment he had an urge to rush back to the faculty right away, but work still needed to be done, and money still had to be earned. He was genuinely worried about his juniors, but Annop only had two arms and two legs. Money remained his ultimate goal, regardless of the situation. Money was everything. If Sitang encountered an issue, Annop would throw money at it to resolve it quickly.

But God didn't grant him the opportunity to earn money only to later spend it in order to rectify the mistakes of his juniors. One fine day, he received a message from his junior with the same code.

"Brother? I think... P'Zo hasn't been doing well lately." "Did his grades drop?"

"No, P'Zo doesn't understand himself." "What do you mean?"

"The story is that someone flirted with P'Zo." As soon as the message arrived, Annop felt like jumping into the phone.

...I should return to the faculty! My little brother is actually being flirted with!!...

And for those reasons, senior Anop, who had graduated from the Faculty of International Relations the previous year, quit his job and paid money to sit in the faculty's canteen. The man with the same code number, fair skin, and beautiful clear eyes, was sitting on the opposite side, sipping chrysanthemum water.

"Working like P'Wave is so much fun. If you want to work, work. If you want to take a break, take a break." Sitang greeted him with his usual innocent smile. While it was true that Sitang didn't need to worry at all, he was still in his uniform, smiling. However, Anop's sudden appearance had caused him to miss part of his class.

"It sounds like you're making fun of me for not working hard."

"I would never mock P'Wave. Wow!" Sitang's silly expression became unbearable to the senior of the same code, who reached out to pinch his fair cheeks. After venting his frustration, the senior asked, "Does P'Wave have business here? Why are you coming to school so often this time? You didn't use to attend classes or come to the faculty this often."