Lacorn Stories

As soon as Film entered the building, a cup of coffee appeared in his hands. Pausing for a moment, he blinked in bewilderment, still not fully awake from his slumber. Then, he shifted his gaze to Jam, who was calmly looking at him. "What's this?" he asked, hearing his own heartbeat in his ears. Thump. Thump. With each passing second, it grew louder. Faster. "Your coffee. You love this café, don't you?" Jam explained nonchalantly, taking a sip from his own cup. He then turned abruptly, heading down the corridor towards the filming set. It was only at that moment that Film realized he had been standing there the whole time, afraid to even take a breath. As if... As if he was afraid that all of this was a dream.

"You forgot something, Jam," lips stretched into a crooked smile, which Jam so badly wanted to wipe off Film's face. "And what is it, Film?" "Evil for evil - that's my philosophy." Or The story revolves around Film working as a professor at Bangkok University, and Jam managing his own café. On a rainy day, their paths cross.