I am him ✔

Chapter 14- P' Arthit

There's a saying, If you want to mess with me, you'd rather be ready for the consequences.

Arthit was now in the spirit of that statement, and wisely chose to ignore the two people who were in the way.

So in the next few days of training, they actually got along very well.

The only thing that made Arthit angry was the fact that Kongpob remained stubborn in every training session until he could hardly ignore the gaze.

To be so frank it was like nothing had ever happened between them.

Arthit had only known him as a tough man before, but this was the first time he knew that brazenness used in certain places could also be hurt in a way that was invisible.　　

But he still had the feeling that he was trapped.

Because just being watched like that made Arthit's anger quietly build up in his chest.

As the saying goes, the path of injustice is narrow, and on this day, just by eating a meal, Arthit actually saw the figures of those two people from afar.　　

If he wasn't still with a few other people at the moment, he would have turned around and left.

But reality was always cruel, and the next moment, Bright was walking towards them with a plate on his hand looking in high spirits.

Arthit certainly wasn't good at being the mood spoiler one.

"Hey, M, how's that gaming gear I asked you to paint last time? No I won't let you brush two, just brush one for me, OK?"

After the confrontation that day, Arthit didn't show his repel any more deliberately.

So Bright and the others only treated that time as an unexpected incident and they weren't after M. 

After all, as hazers, if they were to hold a personal grudge against a fellow student just because of an accident, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, they are simply not worthy of being a representative of the junior senior and standing on the rostrum.

As for when they became so familiar, Arthit didn't really know.

He didn't want to know anything about M.

Kongpob was standing in front of the dining table chatting with the prettiest girl in freshman year, Prae, about something, and heard The first thing Bright said was, "Don't give him a hard time, I'll go with you next time. Brush together."　　

Only after saying this did he notice Arthit standing behind the crowd and looked visibly paused.

Arthit, however, didn't even bother to meet his eyes, impatiently scowling and cocking his head to the side.Kongpob's words just now sounded polite, but they were full of rejection.　　

Bright being a senior, it would be somewhat unreasonable to chase after M again.

"Hey, it's just a game of brushing up, don't be so distressed! Afraid people won't know about your relationship?" Bright's ambiguous gaze sized up the situation between Kongpob and M. Finally, he held up his hand in compromise, "OK , no problem, just paint yourself."　　

He said, gesturing to M, who had been sitting silently in his seat, and led the way forward again.

Finally able to leave the place where there were these two, the breath Arthit had blocked behind him was still out.　　

Following behind them in full tautness, the distance between him and Kongpob grew closer.

One step, two steps...finally they would pass.