My Turn [𝐙𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐖 FF] ✓

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After the brief introductions, Nunew made his way back to Nat and James, who were watching the interaction with interest.

"So, how'd it go?" Nat asked, smirking.

"It's okay, but you know that Zee guy? He's really hot" Nunew said excitedly but it soon faded away.

Nunew rolled his eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh. "Too bad, I didn't even get a chance to talk to him properly. He wasn't interested at all. He barely even looked at me."

James chuckled. "Well, that's a first. The great Nunew Chawarin, ignored."

Nunew pouted. "It's not funny. I was ready to turn on the charm, and he just shut me down."

Nat laughed. "Cheer up, jelly. Not everyone can handle your level of fabulousness."

Nunew let out an exasperated sigh. "But I want to make a move. He's exactly my type."

James chuckled. "The great Nunew Chawarin, making a move? This I've got to see."

Nat rolled his eyes but smiled. "Just go ask him to dance. Worst case, he says no."

Nunew nodded, taking a deep breath. "Alright, here goes nothing."

With a confident stride, Nunew approached Zee again. "Hey, Zee, would you like to dance?"

Zee didn't even lift his head, barely acknowledging Nunew's presence. "No, thanks," he replied curtly with his eyes glued in his phone.

Nunew's irritation flared, but he maintained his composure. "Playing hard to get, huh?" he muttered under his breath.

Nat and James, having witnessed the interaction, exchanged concerned looks. Deciding to intervene, they rallied the group. "Come on, everyone, let's hit the dance floor!" Nat announced, dragging a reluctant Zee along with the others.

On the dance floor, Nunew seized the opportunity to initiate a conversation with Zee. "So, do you come here often?" he asked, trying to sound casual.

Zee glanced at him, his expression blank. "Not really," he replied shortly, clearly uninterested.

Nunew felt a flicker of irritation but maintained his cool demeanor. "Well, it's a great place to unwind," he said, his tone remaining upbeat despite the cold reception. Inside, he was fuming.

'How dare he ignore me? Doesn't he know who I am?'

"Can I get your phone number? I'd love to get to know you better."

The music suddenly stopped when Nunew said those words, and an awkward silence filled the air.

Zee's eyes narrowed, and he took a step back. "No, I don't think so," he said firmly, his tone carrying a hint of annoyance.

"Look, I don't know what you're trying to do but I have a girlfriend so stop talking to me."

The crowd, noticing the exchange, began to whisper and gossip. People started recognizing Nunew, the famous singer, being publicly rejected by an ordinary guy.

Nunew froze, his face flushing with embarrassment. The whispers grew louder, and he could feel all eyes on him. Nat and James quickly stepped in, their concern evident.

"Come on, Nunu, let's get out of here," James said, gently taking his arm.

Nat nodded in agreement, wrapping an arm around Nunew's shoulders. "Yeah, let's go somewhere quieter."

They led Nunew away from the dance floor and out of the bar, shielding him from the prying eyes and whispers of the crowd. Nunew walked with them, his usual confident demeanor replaced with a rare vulnerability.

As they stepped outside into the cool night air, Nat and James exchanged worried glances. "You okay, Jelly?" Nat asked softly.

Nunew took a deep breath, trying to shake off the embarrassment. "Yeah, I'll be fine. I just didn't expect that."

James squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. "It happens. Don't let it get to you."

Nunew managed a small smile. "Thanks, guys. I guess I just need some time to cool off."

"I think I need to go home guys, let's just meet tomorrow and have a catch up. I think I'm just tired. I'll let you know if something comes up."

"Okay, be careful on your way home," Nat said, giving concerned looks to the boy.

On the other side, Nunew appeared to be okay, but inside he was seething.

'How dare he reject me like that? He's going to regret this. Just wait and see.'

"Damn you, Zee Pruk," Nunew sighed, clenching his fists. "You'll pay for this."