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 groaned as he felt a cold freeze roaming over his body. Goosebumps form as he rolls around in his bed. Feeling every rush and wave of pleasure as the images flash by in his mind. He bit his lip as he felt the excitement of release hit his body. A soft moan left his lips as he squeezed his nails into his bedsheets.
Not seconds later, that horrendous noise went off again. Neo's screaming cackle echoed through Khaotungs room, waking him up from his dream. His eyes open wide as he slaps the damn thing. Shutting it up.
He looks at the ceiling as he comes to the sad realisation that it was just a dream. A hot, sexy, wet dream about his former crush. He is supposed to forget. He let out a large, heavy sigh as he looked at the state of his boxers. The mess was so bad he had to wash his bedsheets altogether.
He can't even remember he was touching himself. Let alone he was dreaming something like that.
Stupid Neo and his sex videos.
He would never listen to him again about sex advice. The real deal isn't like that. as they portray in those videos.
Khaotung got up and took a refreshing shower, trying to wash all the dirty thoughts out of his mind. He even wondered if First was in Thailand in the first place. It wouldn't surprise me if he made that all up in his head too.
He finally came out of the shower, doing his morning routine before walking into the living room, dressed and all. Ready for another day. he spotted Neo entering the apartment after a long night out. The walk of shame... how typical for him.
Khaotung crossed his arms as he looked at his friend entering the room, messy hair and his clothes inside out.
"Oh, save it", he snaps as he walks to his bedroom, making Khaotung chuckle.
At school, Khaotung focused on school for a change but for the wrong reasons. He has been eyeing almost every student to see if he could find the familiar face. Even passing the music studio almost every period. His friends grew suspicious.
"looking for someone?" Book asks as he sees Khaotung stare into the crowd. He followed his gaze but didn't see anything interesting, wondering what his friend was staring at. "Khaotung?"
