Rain is so tired of everything. He knows he shouldn't feel like that. But he can't help it.
Little drabbles of Rain's life with depression.
Little writings of his notebook.
And Phayu, who will always be the best boyfriend ever.
Rain is a sweet cinnamon roll and everyone knows it. He also happens to be probably one of the most well loved people to the racing underworld and apparently not enough people know it.
What will happen when someone hurts the most beloved human puppy and the criminal underbelly of Bangkok decides they are going to get even?
*Moving some of my stories from ao3 here so I can share them with more people!*