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"Okay what's your ID?", Win asked me when we met the following day. What ID? "Your Instagram", he said again noticing my confused expression at his question. Did he actually make an account already? He handed me his phone with the search tab of the app open for me to type in my handle.

I noticed that he had one of the oldest model of Samsung with him. Not that I was judging but I wonder how it was still running in 2020. It's not like I had the latest phone or anything but it was something that came within the past two years. Win definitely didn't look like he was that poor, he seems to be carrying himself well and that only got me curious about his life.

"Here", I said handing him his phone back after finding my account and I took out my own to accept his request and follow him back. "You should post something"

"I don't have any pictures which I can post", he said blankly and went through my account. "Your account looks really good, wow"

"Thanks"

After a few more minutes of scrolling through my account he kept his phone aside and looked out of the window to see the busy streets of Bangkok. The restaurant had just opened for the day so we were waiting for our first customers to come in to start. Seeing how lost he was looking outside I took the opportunity to take a picture of him which he noticed because the sound of the shutter from my phone went off.

"What was that for?", he asked.

"You can post this", I replied and showed him the picture I had taken. It wasn't all professional and all that, but it was pretty decent. Win was extremely gorgeous so I'm sure any picture with him would be amazing. He looked at the picture and nodded. His usual expressionless face got me really confused on whether he actually liked it or not.

"Send it to me please?", he said softly and I did

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"Send it to me please?", he said softly and I did.

"Done", he said and at the same time I heard a notification go off on my phone as well. That was very unlikely. The only time I get notifications are when my mom messages me or spam emails. So I checked my phone and saw that Win had tagged me in a post. I am not sure why I feel myself feeling giddy, in a good way though. He actually posted that picture and tagged me as well ? It shouldn't mean anything what the hell?

"You okay?", he asked me, cutting me off from my thoughts.

"Yeah why?"

"Your face is all red. Are you sick?"

"What no?", I exclaimed and touched my face all over now. My face was red? Oh god Win, what are you doing to me?
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