I am sucks at descriptions.... Despite their opposite reputations, both are deeply isolated; Pond has no friends because he is a target, and Phuwin has no friends because he chooses to be an introvert that everyone is too terrified to approach. You... you didn't have to do that, Topper. You'll be a target now." ​"I don't care," Pond said, turning around and reaching into his bag. He pulled out the slightly squashed sandwich and held it out. "You didn't get to eat it. Please take it. It's the one Mama made for you." ​Phuwin looked at the sandwich, then at Pond's bright, determined face. For the first time, a tiny, almost invisible ghost of a smile touched Phuwin's lips. He took the sandwich, his fingers brushing against Pond's. ​"Your Mama..." Phuwin started, his voice a low, shy murmur. "Does he really put spicy tuna in these?" ​Pond beamed, his heart practically bursting. "He did! Come on, I'll show you the best spot on the grass to eat. No one will bother us there." pondphuwin JoongDunk

After conquering the small kingdom of Elarion, King Pond takes Prince Phuwin into marriage as a symbol of victory rather than love. Treated as an outsider within the cold palace of Aethoria, Phuwin slowly learns to survive among nobles who never truly accept him. But when a second marriage proposal threatens their fragile relationship, unspoken feelings, jealousy, and royal politics begin to blur the line between duty and love. If I messed up the description, just read the story 😭🙏

Pond Naravit's life used to be simple - college, part-time work, and his best friend Dunk keeping him sane. But after one coffee collision and a strange interview with a cold-eyed CEO, his days turn anything but ordinary. Between a deal that feels too good to be true, an older boss who smiles too little, and a younger one who gets under his skin too easily, Pond finds himself caught in a quiet storm of emotions he can't quite name yet. Maybe falling doesn't always happen loudly. Sometimes, it's quiet. Sometimes... it starts with a coffee.

Day Itsara Jittiphat was never meant to love anyone. Because everyone he ever loved died. So he stopped trying. Stopped hoping. Stopped leaving room in his life for people who could become something more. The only family he had left was his younger brother, and that alone was enough reason to keep his world small, quiet, and controlled. Until Diesel Danaiphat Sasipattana crashed into it like a storm he never asked for. At first, Diesel was nothing more than a nuisance - loud, bratty, sharp-tongued, and impossible to ignore. Day wanted nothing more than to get rid of him. But somewhere between the sassy eye-rolls, judging stares, and the chaos Diesel brought into his once peaceful life, Day found himself unable to go a single day without seeing him.And that terrified him more than anything.Because love had only ever taken from him before. Diesel Danaiphat Sasipattana never knew love could feel gentle. Not until Day Itsara Jittiphat walked into his life. The handsome film-making major, two years older than him, carried kindness so effortlessly it felt unreal. Calm, caring, annoyingly nonchalant - and somehow always standing just out of reach. Beside his university reputation and his place among one of the campus's rising boy bands, Day seemed like someone untouchable. Yet he looked at Diesel like he mattered. And for someone who had spent his entire life craving warmth he was never given, that single look was enough to ruin him forever. Because while Diesel was falling in love for the first time- Day was terrified of love itself.