Claimed to be Yours

Tirak (Darling)

Beam storms into the Engineering faculty, looking for the culprit who claims to be his boyfriend. Ugh! Beam hate that word. How can Beam, the Casanova, aka the Sex God, have a mystery boyfriend who pop out of nowhere? Beam goes for chicks not dicks! CHICKS!! NOT DICKS!!

There at the canteen full of wolves and tigers eating their lunches not knowing Beam had show up. Since Beam doesn't know whose his "boyfriend" is a smirk shown on his face.

"Tirak!" Beam exclaims.   

Everyone turns to Beam and sees Beam smiling sweetly as he walks to unknowingly where his "boyfriend" is at. Whispers, which doesn't seems like it, goes around as everyone thinks Beam knows where his "boyfriend" is at. Beam walks as he smiles sweetly yet inside of him is boiling and ready to castrate the culprit who he's about to sees.  

There, the culprit standing up from where he is at, smiling back to Beam as he sees Beam. The culprit gets out from where he's standing and stand in the middle between the tables.

"Tirak." Beam says softly with a pinch of sweetness as he is near to him. 

"Beam." The culprit says and continues to smiles.

Beam still remains the smiling sweetly on his face as he reaches to the culprit. Beam brings his hand to cups the Nong's cheek.

"Tirak." Beam says for the third time.

"Beam." The culprit says Beam's name once again.

In a flip of a switch, the smiling sweetly on Beam's face turns into evil smirk as he squeezes the cheeks.

"So your the one who claims to be my boyfriend." Beam's voice instantly changes into angry.

The Nong tries to speak but nothing came out so he nods.

"Well let's get the facts straight about that, shall we? You see nobody goes and spreads lies about me having a boyfriend. I, Beam Baramee, stay single and that will remain the same. I, Beam Baramee, will always be the Casanova. I, Beam Baramee, goes for chicks not dicks. I, Beam Baramee, do not have a boyfriend." Beam empathizes the last sentence.

"You got that, Tirak." Beam smiles sweetly back to the boy in front of him.

The Nong nods and Beam let go of red cheeks.

"Remember what I said or else I'll have to castrate you very slowly and painfully. You will be the first person to experience it. I do want to castrate you right now but bloody hands doesn't look great on mine, right Tirak."

"Bloody hands doesn't look great on your beautiful hands." The Nong smiles.

Beam pats on the red cheek and smiles sweetly.

"Good. Hope this rumors and whispers die down after I left. And do take my warning sincerely." Beam winks before he retracts his hand and left everyone stun as he walks away. 

"Well that wasn't fun to watch." Pha says.

"Yeah. I agree with you. Beam could've done better. " Kit says.

"I thought Beam would at least start a war but guess not." Pha sighs. "Such a disappointment."

Kit nodded.

"Let's go back." Kit says.

And off they both go back to the Medical faculty.