Bad Boyfriend

Hit After Hit

Phayu hardly slept all weekend. They broke up. Wait, no, he broke up with Rain.

And Phayu is still grieving what they had, what could've been. All at once, he feels that this is for the best but that it's also a mistake. He doesn't know anymore and wanting to clear his head of thoughts of Rain, he goes to their new hideout-an old storage that's no longer being used.

Except when he gets there, he finds Rain there too.

"Wha-" He can't even form a proper question because of how baffled he is.

The boys all avoid eye contact except for Aon who rubs his neck sheepishly. "Uh, Rain asked where we moved so, uh, we kinda told him. Were we not supposed to?"

But Phayu only glares at them in lieu of an answer. He then marches over to where Rain is sitting and tells him, "Get up."

Rain feigns ignorance and asks, "W-why?"

Phayu takes a deep breath but with his brows already knitting together. He plants his hands on his waist and chides, "What are you even doing here? Did I not make it clear enough for you, Rain? We're done."

At this, Rain swallows hard, biting back his tears and forcing his voice not to break. "I know. But the boys are my friends too; do I have to cut them off just because we broke up?" He answers stubbornly.

Phayu exhales frustratedly but at the same time, he had nothing to say to that. The boy is right after all-even though he knows that's not actually the reason why Rain's here-so Phayu just walks off to his own seat and slaps on his headphones, keeping his eyes close the whole time.

Rain inwardly breathes out in relief. At the very least, Phayu doesn't kick him out. But that doesn't mean he's happy with this setup.

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Meanwhile, Ple and Chompoo are hanging out at the school yard.

"What's our next move?" Chompoo asks Ple impatiently after the girl has been ignoring her for a while. "Your plan totally bombed and now we don't even have a trump card anymore!"

Ple shoots her a firm look and Chompoo backs off a little. The former then sighs and mutters, "I got them to break up, didn't I?"

"That's it?" Chompoo questions then cries, "That's not what you promised! You said you'd help me destroy Rain if I help you get Phayu back!"

'And you didn't!" Ple hissed before recollecting herself. "Listen, we did what we can. Unfortunately, the outcome isn't favorable to us. Let's just leave it at that. And besides, what are you angry about anyway?

"That you were kicked off the gymnastics team? You can't tell me that it didn't make your skin crawl, fucking that dirty old coach just to be a gymnast. If you think about it, Phayu did you a favor so just let it go."

Chompoo looks clearly offended at the mention of her secret which doesn't seem all that secret after all. "Ugh!" She whips around and storms off but Ple has a feeling this isn't over.

She fishes her phone out of her pocket and, albeit hesitantly, she calls Phayu's number. "I should warn him, at least."

Phayu's phone starts blowing up but at that time, Phayu had excused himself to the washroom and it's Rain who notices it lighting up; it doesn't make a sound since it's attached to Phayu's headphones.

Rain, against his better judgement, peeps at the caller and his eyes instantly blow wide. Ple???

What the? Why is she calling him?

Rain doesn't know what he wants to do. Does he answer or...before he could think better of it, he slides the phone icon to the reject button. And it's then Phayu snatches the phone out of his hands.