Hidden Agenda (English)

Chapter 11

Jiranai never expected that he could restrain his desires so well. It all began with a goodnight kiss, followed by a kiss that expressed his feelings. The fact that Sitang consented to both these kisses astonished him, leaving him with a satisfaction so overwhelming that he felt breathless.

...That's enough...

...Today... having reached this point is even better than he had hoped for. This is exactly what he wanted... taking it slow, step by step, to become a good and trustworthy person.

With his tall figure clad in a ripped shirt and jeans, he picked up his cellphone and opened the messaging app to send a message to his mentor.

"Good morning, I'm in Zo's room."

He figured the mentor might not have woken up yet, so he left a message in advance, knowing that it would likely give the older man a heart attack when he eventually woke up. Just like the previous night,

his heart had nearly burst from the innocent invitation of his best friend. "Not coming to pick me up, but I'm spending the night here. If you don't believe me, you can ask your friend."

He chuckled to himself before glancing at the man still sleeping on the bed, a thick blanket covering his neck, exposing only his fair face and a tuft of dark brown hair.

...I'll keep my promise, Zo...

...I'll wake you up just like I said....

Jiranai lowered his head to press his cool lips and the tip of his nose against the soft skin of Sitang's cheek. The fragrance of his skin tempted him to lick his own heated lips repeatedly.

He inched closer, almost reaching his destination, when without the need for an "alarm ringtone" or a "reprimand," Sitang's eyes snapped open and he shot a glare at the person with mischievous intentions!

Sitang froze momentarily before lifting both hands to push away the offender's face.

"W... What are you doing?!" He exclaimed, his eyes widening, while Jiranai maintained a nonchalant expression as if it were a regular occurrence. However, his eyes still sparkled a bit.

Such a sweetheart...

...And if you don't wake up soon, you'll miss out on a kiss on the cheek!...

"Go take a shower. It's seven o'clock, and then I'll take you to school." Despite his grogginess, Sitang nodded quickly, flipped the blanket off, got up, snatched the towel, and headed straight to the bathroom.

Jiranai watched the white figure vanish into the bathroom, having to bite his tongue to hold back his laughter. Even if he missed out on a morning kiss, a peck on the cheek was well worth it. He rose from the bed, intending to leave the bedroom. He had sent a boastful message that had yet to receive a reply. He wasn't sure if his mentor was awake; he needed to check first...

As swiftly as he thought, the screen of Sitang's phone, which was charging on the bedside table, illuminated. His slender eyes darted towards it, expecting his advisor to send a message in response to his boast. However, the screen's illumination didn't stop there. It continued to flash, not just with messages, but also with incoming calls.

...A call at seven in the morning?...

...Who could it be?...

The tall figure didn't want to intrude on Sitang's privacy, but this early call raised his suspicion. The young man glanced at the screen.

The name that appeared left him stunned.

'WE AND'

The 'IR' following it undoubtedly indicated the Faculty of International Relations, suggesting a shared academic background with Sitang. But what about those three letters before it? What did they signify?