So, here Chay is, standing almost naked in front of the youngest of the Theerapanyakul brothers. A gun barrel is pointed right at his face, and those deep cold eyes are staring right into his soul. As if it wasn't enough that he is almost naked physically now, he also feels naked mentally. How did he get here, you ask? Well...

A part of the loaners disobeyed, they found out that the Kittisawat had money and they wanted to add interest rate. They could only find Porchay there, unable to defend himself in front of more than one man. The boy near unconsciousness tried his best before sending a text to the only one who was present in his life at this moment : Kim. Kim in the end had no choice than keeping this hidden, bringing Porchay into the confidence. Or if Kim and Porchay could make a team looking at this investigating board.

"Querías cuidarme con mentiras, y eso duele Kim, duele más que la verdad, la hubiera preferido mil veces antes de que me alejaras y me dejaras ahogándome en dolor solo".

Nunca se lo dije personalmente, decidí escribirle una canción pero no fuí lo suficientemente valiente como para pedirle que se quedara frente a frente. Y como haces que alguien se quede, si no intentas quedarte tu primero. Cuando no puedes decir lo que sientes... entonces solo te queda escribirlo y desear que sea leído. ‹Capítulos cortos {EDITANDO}