BLINDED BY LOVE

HEAD OR TAIL

After thinking all night, Pon still couldn’t come up with a solution.

The next day at work, even the tunes he played on the piano sounded hesitant and melancholic, his expression lost.

So much so that some customers in the restaurant suspected he had a broken heart.

They even secretly asked other staff, wondering why the piano player looked so miserable.

Pon finished playing “Under the Fuji Mountain” and then “Castle in the Sky,” both melancholic tunes.

He really wanted to find someone to talk to.

As a novice in love matters, he had no experience in confessing, nor did he have the courage to be indifferent if rejected.

However, he did have plenty of experience being confessed to.

Although his older siblings always thought he looked too young and not very tall, with delicate features even prettier than many girls’, fearing he wouldn’t be popular with girls at school.

Before knowing his sexual orientation, Way and Davika once secretly discussed this issue, worrying about it for a while.

But the reality was entirely different.

Pon had always been quite popular among girls.

Today’s girls no longer just liked princes or knight-type guys.

As Pon grew up, he especially attracted the attention of strong-willed girls.

There was even an older girl who once pushed him onto the wall, her soft long hair carrying the pleasant scent of grapefruit, falling beside him.

Pon often wondered, in a daze, if he wasn’t gay, being with these girls wouldn’t be bad.

Unfortunately, he was.

What’s even more unfortunate was that he didn’t draw any courage from these girls.

He didn’t have their light-hearted attitude, nor their calmness and indifference after rejection.

He was afraid he would burst into tears in front of Sailub, and eventually sneak back home without saying goodbye, making a mess of everything.

But who could he talk to?

Pon looked around.
In the restaurant, Sailub was making coffee methodically, Sammy was collecting feedback from customers, and Jennie and Aonn seemed patient with him, but they were currently engrossed in their own conversation, and the atmosphere was so intense that everyone in the restaurant could sense it, so he probably couldn’t interrupt.

As for Garfield… that was even worse.

His unreliable childhood friend in England only knew how to impress girls by treating them to dinner and shopping, with roses, jewels, and luxury cars, using very cliché methods of flirting.

Pon doubted whether he had ever truly liked anyone. Otherwise, after being dumped so many times, why hadn’t he seen Garfield truly sad?

Feeling discouraged, Pon collapsed onto the piano cover, feeling more helpless than Robinson Crusoe stranded on a deserted island, surrounded by a group of unreliable teammates, without a single reliable one.

But some things were like a coincidence, as if predetermined.

Although surrounded by unreliable teammates, there was one person shining like a morning star, giving him inspiration.

Pon surveyed the people around him, even considering disturbing his middle school classmates.

But he overlooked someone in the guise of his student, Topten, who was two years younger than him.