Sarawat is twenty-seven years old, a successful music teacher and pianist who was born and raised in Bangkok. He comes from a long line of respected, rich, and noble people.
Tine on the other hand was born and raised in one of Bangkok's most impove...
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" Tell me what happened. " Chanon urges, leaning back against the cushions on the old couch placed in Tine's terrace. Tine munches on the dry pretzel in his hand.
" He said my voice... " He starts.
" Your voice...? " Chanon continues.
Pear smiles, swallowing the dry piece of bread in her mouth.
" Mhm. " She says.
Tine holds back an eye roll.
" He was unkind at the wedding night, I guess he later thought about it. "
The memory of Sarawat's annoying scowl after Tine's performance, paired with the asshole's entitled arrogance made Tine's skin crawl. He seriously had and still has the urge to punch this man across the face.
" What did those guys say? "
A voice coming from under the terrace grabs the three's attention. Tine looks over the wooden railing and grimaces. Aroon, dressed in his usual shiny skirt and blouse stands under his terrace, his hands on his hips. The male omega has a mocking smirk on his face which infuriates Tine.
" It's none of your business. " Tine snaps back at him with the same mocking, sassy tone.
" Not me, the neighbours are curious about it. As if I'd be curious about anything to do with you. "
Aroon rolls his eyes. Tine grins, turning to face his sister and Chanon.
" It's nothing, why are you curious about everything? " Chanon says.
" They need gossip to talk about. " Tine shrugs.
Aroon rolls his eyes again.
" Anyways! I have come here because of this. Chanon, we have show tonight. We have a wealthy audience. I am adding you to the program. I bought this for you too.. "
Chanon and Tine's eyes fall on the black floral pattern shirt in Aroon's hands. Chanon can only raise his eyebrows at it. He's never worn something like that before...It's too colourful for him.
" You're gonna wear it tonight. " The male omega proudly says, not realising that he's not even giving Chanon the time to think it through. But Chanon knows better. He knows that he has to save up some money so he's ready to do anything for money now.
The alpha can also sense Tine and Pear's judging, piercing gazes. He looks at them both.
" Oh come on..Every penny counts. You should not return it. I'll stop by when I come back. "
Chanon swallows the last bit of bread in his mouth and stands up. He climbs down the concrete staircase and walks out of the small yard, stepping on the street. He approaches Aroon who smirks at Pear.
