IN THE MATTER OF MONTHS

9. There you are

Now that Sarawat had seen the bunny boy with a heart-melting smile and silk-like skin once, it was like, fate was playing with him, he saw him everywhere, for instance, when he bolted off from the bench leaving the warm guy who had comforted him behind without even introducing himself or asking the boy's name and sat on the bus stop while trying to tame his raging heartbeat he noticed the same guy was going towards the G-wing of the student's Dorm. ow, he lived across Sarawat's dorm. He was kicking a pebble with each step he took trying to navigate it towards his way. Sarawat smiled, mentally noting his building and stored the information. The boy was engrossed in his thoughts, Sarawat wondered if he was also thinking about him like Sarawat was thinking about him.

That night he slept with a lazy smile on his face, feeling giddy and the brief warm embrace still playing in the back of his mind.

The next day, Sarawat had been unconsciously scanning the corridors in search of the bunny boy, he did not actually believed he would see the boy again but he was proved wrong, he saw him in the canteen first thing in the morning, the cafeteria was common for three academic buildings, the special programme management, the journalism building and the architecture building, He was laughing at something his friend had said, throwing his head back, and closing his eyes. Sarawat had stared. He kept stealing little glances at the table on the other side of the room where the paler boy sat until his eyes met the guy for a brief second and he flushed red and looked away never to look back for the whole breakfast.

The next time he saw him was on the same morning in front of the vending machine while he was getting a juice for himself, Sarawat was going to the copier room to copy some notes he had missed, but he found himself standing and trying to peek at the type of juice the boy got himself. He saw the boy take a sip and make a sour face, maybe, he didn't like what he was drinking. Sarawat smiled finding the displeasure plastered on his face funny.

Thing that alarmed him finally was the Third time he saw the guy, in his business economics class, Sarawat stared shocked while The boy made his way to the farthest row and finding a seat in the back of the class, he had a look of concentration painted while he set his things out. Sarawat gaped,

"Man, who is that guy at the back, sitting alone?" he asked hesitantly, the curiosity was killing him.

"Mm, the pale guy? His name is Tine" "you don't know him?" but before Sarawat could answer he again spoke,

" Yeah, don't answer that, it was a stupid question, knowing you, it's surprising you noticed him even now" he said marking his notes on his laptop, Sarawat couldn't help glancing at the boy-Tine- every few seconds

"He is an overseas, from new-york, transferred this year. He is in the Faculty of Journalism"

"Then, What is he doing here?"

"This is his additional class, maybe Economics interests him?" Man throws an uninterested shrug.

Sarawat couldn't concentrate on his class that day; his mind was painfully aware of the presence of the beautiful boy in the same class, Tine.

Now that he knows it's not a coincidence he keeps seeing the boy, he is pissed at himself for not Noticing Tine before, he is kind off amazed how he had missed him though, because Tine glowed, when you look at him, looking away is not an option because Tine's piercing eyes or the smile which could light up the whole room and his hair, unruly and fluttering on his forehead, he was a beautifully crafted masterpiece and sarawat was having a difficulty to focus on anything else.

Tine was sitting in the cafeteria and eating his rice and curry during lunch, when Fong cleared his throat,

"Okay, I don't want you to freak out but the guy you have been obsessively stalking for the past two months keeps glancing this way"