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...
Khaotung didn't want to go to the party. Just a minute ago, he was lying in bed in comfortable pyjamas, and now he stands in front of First's front door, dressed in a simple hoodie and black jeans.
"Here we are!" Love said, knocking on the door excitedly. The music booms through the house as Drake opens the door, completely wasted, holding a bottle in his hand.
"YOOOOO!" he screams, inviting them in.
"I see you couldn't wait for us," Mark joked, patting his shoulder as he was the last to enter. Khaotung looks around the massive house. Love was greeted by Film, who hugged her and complimented her on her outfit. Aj was behind his laptop, playing some beats. First soon approached Khaotung with one of his warm smiles.
"Hey, you came!" he wrapped his arm around Khaotung, smelling like alcohol. He drags him to the living room, where they are holding the party. Balloons, confetti and other decorations were scattered around the floor. Two large tables were put against each other to block the backyard door, decorated with snacks and drinks.
"Hey, Guys!" Aj waves at them as he puts on the next song. Khaotung waves awkwardly back at him. He had no idea where he ended up. He didn't know that First drank alcohol.
Okay, they were about to be eighteen, but they were drinking alcohol at such a young age. He never thought First would be one of them. First dragged him to the table and handed him a red cup.
"What do you want to drink?" he asks as he shows the variety of beverages.
"Water will be fine," Khaotung said with a small awkward smile. He felt judged already for not drinking.
"Okay, water it is, enjoy!" First poured the drink into his cup, smiling at him. He forgot it was First he was talking about, someone who wouldn't judge someone else so easily. He was happy Khaotung was at his party. He didn't care that he didn't drink, saying that there was more left for Drake than as a joke.
"Let's dance!" he spoke, grabbing Khaotung's arm and pulling him onto the dance floor. Film eyes him for a second before joining the dancefloor with Love.
They moved their hips to the beat. The girls danced close to each other, almost grinding against each other, getting the boy's attention. Film turned around and grabbed First's arms, lifting them as she danced up and down with her hips like a snake against him.
First starts to blush as he steps back, clearing his throat. That made Film unhappy as she stared at him, pounding her lips but stepping closer, leaning forward.
