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Have you ever wondered what would happen if Arthit was the junior and Kongpob the senior? Well I did, a lot of time, and this is the reason why I wanted to write it :)
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Saturday morning came quick and as my weekly routine; I woke up around ten. It felt damn good sleeping longer after a tiring week. I stretched my whole body while smiling like crazy. We had an exhausting week and it was finally weekend. No school, no hazing, and no senior: I can relax and go to the mall to cut my hair.
Everything was good; I ate my breakfast and the weather was extremely pleasing with the sun pouring a warm feeling into my skin: it felt good. The roads quickly crammed with people and there was a more cheerful atmosphere. I was in a very good mood, until I bumped into someone - the so called cold prince. I wai to him and was about to go in the mall silently.
"Where are you going?" he asked
"I am going to cut my hair P'" I replied back
He looked at me with curiosity and started walking inside. He spun around and looked at me.
"Let's go. What are you spacing out for?" he asked with an eyebrow raised
I really wondered what he was thinking about. Why do I have to follow him? And why do I have to bump into him today? I sighed heavily before following him with my head bend down. It is not that I hate him but he seemed to have something against me – I can't help be feel uncomfortable just knowing that. I mean, he doesn't like me so why forcing himself to look after me or accompany me; I know he is a senior but we are outside right now and he could just ignore me. Is he going to make me do other insane things again? I was lost in my thoughts and bumped into the immobile cold prince who looked down on me with those penetrating eyes. Why did he stop? Did I make him angry? Was he waiting for me? With a small movement with his head he showed me the hair salon.
"Ah! Thank you krup" I said with a confused face
I didn't realise we were already in front of the salon and I really thought he was bringing me another place. The strangest thing is that he didn't talk to me at all. I pushed the huge glass door and entered. I was well received by the hairdresser and he immediately placed me to sit in front of the mirror. I turned my head to look outside and P'Kongpob was leaning against the metallic rail, looking on his side.
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He was really handsome in that pose: he really looked like a model. His body was lean, he was tall, very handsome, and from what I heard he was also good at studying, and loves his friends. Indeed, he would be the prince charming if he didn't have that cold attitude. As I said that he turned his head to face me; it felt like he heard me. Our eyes met; I immediately look at the mirror in front of me. Why was I looking at him? He was mesmerising in his white folded long sleeve shirt. I was just observing. Yes! Just observing.
My cut was done and my heart was bouncing like crazy. As I approach the door, P'Kongpob looked at me through the glass; I gulped. What was this feeling? It felt like we were a couple, and he was waiting for me. I pulled the door opened and he let go of the rail. He stood tall in front of me.
