In the captivating world of "2 Moons," three pairs of young men navigate the complexities of love, friendship, and self-discovery amidst the vibrant backdrop of university life. Yo, a science student, harbors a secret love for Pha, a medical student...
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*rap* I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung Wanna pull up tough Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Oh, baby I wanna get with ya!
That was a song I always played on my JBL Speaker when I was taking a morning shower.
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I always thought I liked girls with boobs and big butt. But I began to feel rather weird when I developed a good feeling for my good friend Kit. And I felt even more stunned when I did it so easily with Forth!
To be honest, the person who made me felt so in-secured was Forth. It started on the night that I was so drunk and Forth was so awesomely handsome. If Pha did not win the Med Moon that year, then the Engineering Moon Forth would be the most handsome Campus Moon. I kept asking myself repeatedly that I let him do it to me only because he was so fucking handsome or was it because I secretly felt something for him?
This was driving me crazy! If I really liked men, Kit would be a better choice? What was wrong with me? I used my hand to strike my forehead like a madman since that night. I could only feel uncomfortable, I was confused because I and Forth slept ... together. What's even worse was that I cannot stop thinking about it.
In contrast, I wanted to know more about things related to him, although I tried not to think, showed and worried about it. I wanted to know everything about him indeed. Every time I walked by the engineering college, I often looked for that person in a blue shirt who was considered the most handsome sophomore here.
What the hell was wrong with me? How could I become this obsessive?
Sometimes he tried to talk to me, but I always refused. Maybe now he became tired of doing that.
He always talked about taking the responsibility and I always said that I did not have a uterus, so I could not get pregnant. So he didn't have to take any fucking responsibilities for that. Maybe now he might think that I did not want him to be around me anymore.
