Khaotung, a 26-year-old adult, wishes to undo the past to find a way to save his high school crush, First. Unable to move on from his tragic past, Khaotung faces depression, wanting to end his own life.
He didn't expect to wake up from jumping off...
All day, First stayed by Khaotung's side. He looked after him until his mother came home. Film wasn't happy and ghosted him. He let out a long, frustrated sigh as she blocked him.
"Why so sad?" a girl's voice said, startling him. He turned around and saw a twelve-year-old girl staring at him as she hugged a stuffed animal. She looked adorable with her pigtails and big, cute, curious eyes, as she hadn't seen First before.
First looks at her, realising Khaotung has a younger sister. This was the first time they had met. It was awkward as he realised he stood in the kitchen only wearing his boxers.
"H-Hi" he spoke, trying to cover himself. "You must be Khaotung's baby sister"
"Hmm," she nodded excitedly "I'm Tonkhao!" First walked to the bedroom, and she followed him, curious about him. First quickly puts on one of Khaotung's shirts. She wondered who and why he was there. "Who are you?"
"Oh, I'm First," he smiles at her as he pulls the shirt over him. He looks at her as she tilts her head, trying to peek inside the bedroom where Khaotung is sleeping.
|"Are you my brother's boyfriend?"
"N-no, we are just friends. Khaotung isn't feeling well. I'm taking care of him," First tries to reassure her, explaining the situation. He blushed as the young girl looked at him suspiciously.
"Sure, if you say so," she said with a sassy tone, "Anyways, First," she began as First quickly closed the door behind him. "If that's what you say who you are"
"I am"
"Why were you so upset?" She looked at him. She had the same moon-shaped eyes as her older brother. Her eyes filled with curiosity, wondering why he was in her house and his connection to her brother. She asked if he was the same boy Khaotung had a crush on.
"Oh, that," First pressed his lips together "Girlfriend troubles, don't worry about it, kiddo," he ruffled her hair as he walked back to the kitchen "You're hungry?" she hummed as she sat by the table, looking at First as he grabbed some leftovers.
"Can you cook?"
"Yes. I'm a very good one," he winks at her, making her giggle. "so what do you want to eat? I can try to make you something fresh"
"Can we make something together? for Khaotung? Something that will make him feel better?"
"Sure," he smiles as she grabs an apron, asking him to put it on her.
