I hate you. Probably. (NUTHONG)

I hate you. Probably. (NUTHONG)

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At Saint Arden Academy, reputations are everything. Nut Thanat has spent his whole life being perfect; top grades, student council vice-president, always calm, always in control. Hong Pichetpong is the exact opposite; loud, reckless, impossible to handle, and somehow the most popular guy in school. Everyone knows they can't stand each other. So when the two of them suddenly start spending time together after school, people assume it's just more fighting waiting to happen. But between late-night tutoring sessions, crowded festival rehearsals, arguments that feel a little too intense, and moments neither of them knows how to explain... the line between hate and something else starts getting dangerously blurry. And the worst part? Neither of them knows how to stop it anymore.
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