➡️In which King fake dates his amnesiac bully to save his ass 🌱🐺
Thep King, the top-ranked model student from Faculty of Science fucks up big time for the first time in his life when he accidentally injures the top dog Bohn Patpasit, the master of...
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A week passed without any hassle with no trace of Bohn whatsoever, King wasn't complaining. He almost expected Patpasit to storm into one of his classes growling, "Didn't I tell you to keep that fucking mouth shut! or else am gonna put you in a fucking casket!"
But he didn't.
It's not that he babbled anything to anyone. He wasn't even close enough with anyone to begin with. But he was stressed and he had a bad habit of mumbling things in his sleep, worse, Bohn's sadistic grin lasted for days in his mind enough to give him sleep paralysis. He was extra careful not to fall asleep in his classes or the library no matter how tired and sleepy he was.
On the 28th the first years were called over to discuss about the upcoming sports festival. It was also mid of hazing season so they were advised not to be too hard on the freshmen. He was a freshman once, King knew how it sucked to be pulled around by the seniors. Good thing he was a medical student, it is much worse in the engineering department.
He had no desire to take part in hazing so he signed up for the volunteering project instead. P'Thara, the senior who looked after him through his freshman year broke into a smile as soon as he saw him and came to sit beside him with a stack of papers.
"Why the long face nong, not excited about the event?"
He waiied at him and went back to sulking stroking the straw of his Ice coffee. "Not really my thing, no"
Thara chuckled taking a sip of his own drink and quickly skimmed through the papers meaningfully humming. "Maybe it'd be good to take part in a volunteer program, to relax a bit and take your mind off things. You look exhausted. Tell you what... I'll assign you to the decor project. All you have to do is some painting and woodwork"
"Ah P'~ I suck at those things. Can't I just help you with the clinic shifts instead?"
"It's 4 hours per day non stop night shifts for a week. Trust me you won't want that. Look at those eyebags" He said jokingly pointing out his tired eyes with his pen. "C'mon it'll be fun. The second project is to visit a primary school, fix and paint things. It's a three-day trip. You'll get to meet new freshman from all the four faculties, it's an open participant project "
King groaned at that and tossed his empty cup at the trashcan imitating a perfect three-pointer. He wasn't interested in meeting new girls.
"Put yourself out there, meet new people N'King. You can't keep talking to plants forever" Thara huffed out an amused laugh seeing the offended look on his face.
"It's not that I don't talk, people just don't wait long enough to listen what I have to say. I talk too much, that's the problem"
"It's okay to be passionate about the things you love. They don't listen to you because they don't share the same interests as you, not because they hate you" He ruffled his hair still laughing, if not more now. "Try to listen to their thoughts too. It's all about sharing isn't it? Who knows, maybe you might find interesting things about them too" He let go of his hair to check on his phone. "Looks like someone is angry"
