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A sharp slap to his shoulder brought him back to the land of living. Sarawat turned to his side to glare at Man while rubbing the now very sore area.

"You're doing it again..." Man whispered, an apologetic smile on his face and Sarawat sighed, shaking his head.

He stabbed the poor piece of pork in his plate, frustrated, a small pout on his face. He lifted his head up briefly and almost smacked his head straight on the table he currently occupied together with Man and Boss.

However much Sarawat willed himself to look away, his eyes seemed to only focus on that particular individual.

Tine Teepakorn Aekaranwong. Faculty of Law. Freshman.

It has been quite sometime that Tine had genuinely started to hang out with Sarawat and the White Lions after the whole 'Green Episode' was solved.

"Quit staring, Wat. Again." Boss croaked out, snickering and Sarawat wished he could just stab him with a fork instead of the meat in his plate.

Tine was so animatedly talking and laughing with his friends, radiating hope and warmth. Sarawat frowned.

Was Tine not getting his hints? Isn't this how courting is supposed to work?

He followed Tine on IG. Liked all his posts. Bought snacks for him. Played Scrubb songs for him. Dropped him to his room. Ate breakfast, lunch and dinner with him whenever possible.

He'd done everything a person did for someone he liked. So why was Tine not responding?

"He may be a smart law student, but he's a bit dense." Man started. "Stop glaring, Wat. You know it's true. And to be honest? I don't blame him. You're too subtle. Whatever you do, Tine might think you do because you're 'good friends', you know."

"Right. You aren't that good in expressing, so..." Boss piped in.

His gaze shifted towards Tine again. A loud sigh escaped him.

Is it my fault if I’m not that good at expressing?

He remembered the time Tine told that his flirting is weird and that he needs to practice it.

He did. He really tried.

But a small problem arose : Sarawat figured out soon enough that he wasn't good with words.

Everytime he flirted, Tine would just tell him to quit playing with him.

Why couldn't Tine understand?

"Sarawat. That boy keeps his heart on sleeves and expressions on face. Tine is expressive, very much so. And you..." 

"I'm expressive too, Man. I don't hide how I feel and tell things straight to face, don't I?" Sarawat argued.

"Wat." Boss pat his back. "That's called being brutally straightforward, more commonly known as being savage. And for your information, being straightforward and being expressive are different."

Man and Sarawat both stared at Boss munching on his food, jaw hanging over the table and disbelief visible in their shaking pupils.

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