For past two days Arthit had a strange feeling that he was being stalked by Knot and Toota on one side and Prem and Bright on the other side. It became a habit for the two couples to stalk him even when he went to relieve himself in the toilet. The strangest part was Knot and Prem stayed outside the toilet and I was body guarded ( my coinage) or rather Arthit guarded by Toota and Bright when he was in the midst of his urination ritual. The weirdest part was when he came out of the wash room, he saw Prem blushing in an awkward way and knot leering at him in an ugliest way.
Arthit felt lonely because none of his friends were behaving normal with him. He did not have anyone to discuss about those strange happenings to him and on top of it he had his cousin who was bent upon making Kong hers. How Arthit was stuck by something called 'sister complex' and for the sake of his sister's love, he hesitating on giving up on Kong. Anyway, Kong had an boyfriend and he thought it was a sin to separate two lovers, but not a crime to separate them for his sister. Having all those thoughts in his mind, he tried to seek Knot's help, but he was rather behaving strange with him. He was dressed up more than usual and was constantly showing his chest which was left open as a free display only for him. Prem on the other hand, was fluttering his eyes more often at him and was showering him with pink milk and snacks.
At last tired of his friends and cousin, he went and sat under the tree. The cool breeze brought calmness and a resort from his frustration. It lulled him to sleep. He lost touch with time around him. Arthit was napping without knowing that there were two of his wooers who sat next to him, one was fanning with his shirt and other was massaging his feet. All three were in content with the life that provided them. It brought serenity to them. But somewhere in the first floor of the building opposite to the tree, a small window was open to this scene and the two observers were fretting and fuming. Judging by their looks, something weird was soon to take place.
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CRUSHED GOLA
RomanceHOW A CRUSH REMAINS A CRUSH THROUGHOUT HIS LIFE, BUT IF GIVEN A CHANCE, HE WILL MAKE HIM HIS LOVE.