Part LukNai: (ลูกไหน)
"Phi Jeans"
She's worse than a poisonous snake...or maybe even worse. But at least I've learned a new motto in life:
"Being nice doesn't help, your enemy's friend may be all around you."
The first time I met her, a beautiful woman with a calm face and a bit of a worldly person like her, she just glanced at me briefly because we passed each other in front of the elevator. I looked at the back of the tall figure who was standing with one hand in her pocket.
My feeling at that time was indifferent. Yes, she was pretty, with long hair, fair skin, and thin lips with red lipstick that were attractive and alluring.
But because she was just a woman who had passed my eyes, it ended easily because the elevator door closed blocking us until the second round.
"That's Phi Jeans. Same faculty as us. Third year. Don't mess with her or hunt for signatures."
Praewa, a friend I've known since junior high school and who was my first friend in college, told me this, nodding towards a group of four women in the corner of the Faculty of Management cafeteria. What I was curious about was:
"Which one?"
"The person wearing pants with the same name as herself."
Everyone there was wearing casual clothes, but only one was wearing dark jeans. She was sitting there, her chin resting on her hand, scrolling through her phone, looking bored.
Memories at first glance, on the day I submitted my application, she was the same woman I had walked past in front of the elevator. And she still hadn't smiled or changed her face, unlike before.
I turned back to talk to my best friend.
"How did you know I wasn't allowed to mess with her?"
Praewa put down the rice and immediately told with great gusto, my senior brother forbade me.
"Because?"
"I don't know. He probably won't let me."
Oh my goodness, the talkative one lowered her voice to a whisper and leaned closer.
"But I did some more research. I heard that group is extremely strong, arrogant, and unfriendly. They have bad attitudes. They are the real "Very Bad Girls." Everyone calls them the "Four Poisonous Snakes." We'll just have to wait and see. Oh, and by the way, I've never seen them smile in a friendly way to people outside of their group."
"But we've only been studying here for a month. It might just be a lie, a trick from our seniors."
"That's right"
I made a face of annoyance. Praewa had been exaggerating since she said that the freshman hazing would involve diving in dirty water. In the end, nothing like that happened. That rumor was another name for Praewa.
I shook my head in annoyance at my friend. Then I couldn't help but turn to look at the person who was accused, P'Jeans, again. We were sitting several tables apart.
And this time she looked back.
The pair of narrow eyes narrowed slightly. This time, the beautiful and stern-faced woman stared at me for a longer time than before, but only for a few seconds. I don't know if it was because I chose to stare at her first and didn't look away, but the other party didn't let up either.
But the damned phone with its bright screen caught her attention, so she had to look down before answering the call. Damn it, her eyes had already looked away.
