Scalpel, Meet Palette

Pond Naravit has 3 rules in med school:
1. No dating.
2. No distractions.
3. No artists.

Phuwin Tangsakyuen has 1 rule in life:
1. Break Pond Naravit's rules.

They meet at 2:47 AM when Phuwin spray paints "MED STUDENTS HAVE NO SOUL" on the anatomy building. Pond catches him mid-tag, coffee in one hand, cadaver lab scalpel in the other.

He doesn't report him.
He says: "Prove it."

So Phuwin does.

He draws Pond. Every version.
Pond, dead on his feet after 36-hour shifts.
Pond, laughing for the first time in 6 months over Phuwin's stupid paint puns.
Pond, 4AM, hand under Phuwin's shirt whispering: "I should be studying cardiology."

Pond: "You're the distraction."
Phuwin: "No. I'm the break."

The problem: Pond's family expects a doctor wife and 2.5 kids. Phuwin's bank account expects him to starve in a studio apartment.
The bigger problem: Pond's starting to choose paint stains over perfect grades. Phuwin's starting to believe in futures.

Rule #4: Don't fall for the person who ruins all your other rules.

They fail. Spectacularly.

He cuts people open to save them. I tore him open to love him.

Enemies to lovers. 3AM confessions. One vending machine coffee shared between two idiots who became inevitable.