All Engineering freshmen had to go through hazing but when the hazing became tough under Forth's command, three freshmen had to figure out a plan how to survive their difficult orientation. Their seniors told them about Forth's lover, a medical senior name Beam and together, they sought help from the head hazer's lover. This is a ForthBeam story but I wanted to write it from a 3rd person POV. (At least for the 1st few chapters anyway). I thought it'd be fun to read how the Forth/Beam couple is viewed from other's perspective.

A collection of ForthBeam short stories. Disclaimer: I do not own the characters that appear in this book. All credits belong to Chiffon_Cake and Bittersweet. Furthermore, photos that are used in here aren't mine. All credits to the owner.

When Forth dropped off the face of the Earth at the end of his and Beam's sophomore year, whatever romance that had sparked between the two of them slowly fizzled out. Almost two years later, will Forth's miraculous return melt the ice that has wrapped itself around Beam's heart?

Life's Wave ForthBeam ver.

North, Ter, Phoon, and Dao are four boys stitched together by shared pain-broken homes, emotional scars, and the quiet understanding that no one was coming to save them. Fresh out of high school and desperate for freedom, they run south, chasing distance from their pasts and a paycheck big enough to buy them a future. Their refuge? A luxurious golf-and-beach resort where survival comes in the form of tips, overtime, and biting sarcasm. Enter the Dragon Heirs. Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah-infamous, obscenely rich, and untouchable. The heirs to the country's most powerful empire are worshipped and feared in equal measure. Resort staff whisper about them like urban legends: rude, ruthless, and dangerously cruel. Everyone avoids them. Everyone-except four broke, traumatized boys who desperately need tuition money. Unlike the rest, North and his friends couldn't care less about family empires or terrifying reputations. To them, the Dragon Heirs aren't monsters-they're walking ATMs. Whether it's enduring verbal abuse as caddies, driving them around like unpaid therapists, serving drinks while being flirted with and insulted in the same breath, or simply standing there looking pretty enough to earn a tip, they take it all with a forced smile and a sharp tongue. Fear doesn't pay for college-but sarcasm might. When a runaway, problematic gang collides with four spoiled, power-drunk young masters, chaos is inevitable. Insults turn into banter. Power plays turn into lingering looks. Somewhere between arguments, accidental confessions, and very inappropriate tension, something dangerous starts to bloom. Is it just chaos? Or is it romance-loud, messy, ridiculous romance-threatening to ruin all of them in the best way possible?