My Sun

"You have to kiss..." Khlui, that bastard pauses for drawing more attention. Type wishes that he would say Tharn but he knows he is not that lucky. "...Puifai"
No! Type does not want that. He abruptly turns to Puifai who is giving him a shy smile. He should have already cleared that he was not interested in her, now it is biting him in the ass. He has to get out of it somehow.
"Well, I mean, I would have but she just seems shy and we don't want to scare a new student do we?" He pretends to joke and looks at everyone in the eye hoping that they would find some truth in his words and let him wriggle out of it.
"Aww Type! You are so boring." His friends supply. Type does not mind, he is just happy to get out of it.
"Actually Type... I don't mind." Puifai offers and everyone has to do a double-take. He had not thought that she would be so frank. Guess people are not how they look. Now he cannot get himself out of this dare it seems.
"Type, you are supposed to do it in real life not dream about it," Tharn says as he shakes him and breaks him out of his thoughts. Everyone laughs.
He looks at Tharn who seems to enjoy seeing the scene unfold. It makes me feel uncomfortable.
"You won't mind it?" he whispers to Tharn.
If you say no I won't kiss her. Just say no.
"No. Why would I?" Tharn just laughs at him and pushes him forward. He does not know what he is expecting but this was definitely not it.
Type tilts his head back to look at Tharn. Type does not know why but he feels very betrayed. He thought Tharn would stop him. Even if he doesn't like him he knows that Type doesn't like Puifai. But why should even Tharn stop him, he doesn't know that Type likes him or even anyone right now Type's mind supplies. He knows he is not making any sense here.
His head feels dizzy. Type wants to get out of the situation as quickly as he can. The alcohol seems to be getting an upper hand on him. The music feels too loud and Type just wants to run away.
So he does.