Hi cupcakes, this is a short update because I don't want to keep you waiting. After this chapter, the story will be at a fast pace. I feel like I'm dragging this too long.

Do comment and vote, guys.

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At prison,

After the night patrol, the jailor has returned to his quarters. The prisoners were resting in their respective cubicles. The whole compartment was so quiet.

That's how in jail, everybody minds their work. Prisoners won't bother even if a person dies beside them. All of them want to complete their stay in jail quietly without any hurdens. Therefore, they will try their best to overlook any misbehave of their co-prisoners. If they run over them or heard of them, they will pretend to be not there.

One of the cubicles was still light up at the halfpace by the far end of the shift. The owner of the room was wide awake and waiting for the sign from one of the jailors.

As the jailor was crossing over that cubicle, he passed him a handphone.

The cell ringed as soon as it reached the member's hand.

"You promised to bring me out of here and have my revenge in exchange for the confidential info of him and his company," he snapped in the phone.

"Can you be patient? All the formalities are almost complete. You will be able to breathe in the vivid air and behold the daylight soon," replied the unknown person from the other side.

"I'm done with your false hope. When will you keep your words?" he shouted again.

"Don't you dare raise your voice at me!

Remember that if I could bring you out of there, I could let you rot in there too," the assailant warned him.

"Forgive me. I beg your mercy. Please, don't leave me in here. This place is anguish for me. Please, help me. Please get me out of here," he begged.

"I have to avenge the son of that asshole. I don't fret about being a nemesis enemy to my brother. They assert destruction," he added.

"I've already made arrangements to cause troubles to him in his business and also to handle his son. But that son of his was lucky enough to dodge it. Let's see how long he could avoid this. Eventually, his son has to fall into my trap," he snickered evilly.

The call ended with both of them laughing like a maniac.

It was just another day for most of the citizens of Bangkok. Unlike this one madman, who is in jail, anticipating his revenge.

The world doesn't know the horrendous this person is about to bring in some people's life.

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"Sawadeekap," greeted Kit as he received a call from home.

It was Thursday night. So it was his mom's weekly routine to call her younger son and ask him to return home.

"How is my youngest son, mae miss you, na?" she said softly from the other line.

"Khrab," he replied shortly.

"Son, are you okay there?" she questioned suddenly.

"I'm good, mae. Why do you call this late at night? I could have called you tomorrow morning, na," said Kit even though he knew deep down his mother called to remind him to return home this weekend as well.

"It's nothing. Mae just wanted to listen to your voice. Mae felt like something is wrong with you," she responded.

Kit felt like he wanted to laugh out loud. He knew how they treat him at his house. He knew he needs to please every single person present there.

He knew his mother will talk like this for a while and will go back to control him like how she always does. He knew he doesn't have any freedom.

No matter how intelligent he is or how mature he is, they will still treat him crudely.

Most distinctly, he knew they don't love him like how they claim it to be. But he was not in a physical or emotional condition to face his whole family, whom he needs to please and nurture all the time.

He manages to avoid returning home for the past one month due to the mid-semester assessments and social activities such as the moon and star competition, while this time, Kit doesn't have any other excuse to give her.

Allowed to be away from home for a month is already reached his family endurance level. This week he has to return no matter what.

He knew that he couldn't say anything to his mother or hope she could understand him as well. But he doesn't have many choices at the moment.

"Mae khrab, May I not return to house this weekend? I might have to follow Phana on volunteer in some activities here," he tried to sound as normal as possible, which was a failure as his voice cracked in the end.

You can blame his wabbit physic or his exhausted mind on that.

"Okay, son. You may," answered his mother, which was new for Kit.

She will never say okay to him on the first try.

Who am I kidding here?

She will never say okay to him, even if he begs.

Maybe she could feel his distorted self here through his voice. After all, she is his mother, no matter she loves him or not.

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Ming POV

He stepped into his room in the late evening only to curse after. Wayo, that weird friend of his, had made the whole dorm into disarray.

There are opened chip packets on the floor, his notes were everywhere on the floor, and his wardrobe was empty because all of its contents were on his bed, but the suspect was not on the scene.

He could hear water running sound from his washroom, though.

'Thus, there he is.'

Ming could only sigh and begin to clean after his friend.

"When did you come back?" questioned Wayo casually as if that was his dorm and he being in there is the most common thing to happen.

"Just now. Why are you here? And why the hell my dorm looks like a storm pass by?"

"I was looking for my beige sweater, which I left here during the movie marathon night. Your dorm is not important. I have to show you something more substantial than that," said Wayo as he pulled Ming to sit with him on the bed.

He showed him a feed on his phone from a Facebook page with a lot of boy photos.

"Don't you dare show me anything inappropriate," accused Ming as he looks at Wayo with a weird gaze.

"No. This page is known as The Cute Couples," he answered, offended by Ming.

It is a page from their university. That page posts photos of campus couples and runs pole to choose the best pair.

"Check this out; there is my and P'Pha photo too," stated Wayo excitedly as he was showing all the posts related to his precious P'Pha and him.

Ming gazed at his happy friend, there was a slightly sad feeling in his head, and it was because of that dimpled senior who he didn't see for two weeks now.

He realized that how life is sonder and unaffected by his opinion. It has been a while since P'Kit Kat texted or called him.

He does not even get a chance to meet him face to face nowadays due to Sotus activity in his faculty. To think back, his P'Kit Kat did not even wish him congrats for winning the campus moon title.

"What happened, meng? Why are you giving me the lost puppy eyes?" questioned Wayo.

"Nothing, switch off the lights and close the door when you leave. I'll hit the gym," answered Ming as he prepared his gym bag.

"Ming, you just got back from the sotus training. Why are you tiring yourself? Please rest for tonight," replied Wayo worriedly.

"I'm good; you don't have to worry," replied Ming as he left his dorm.

The climate outside was brumous. It could rain any minute now. Ming looks up into the sky; his thoughts were everywhere.

A few days back, all he worried about was the competition and how to become the champion. But now, all he wants to do was a quick sprint to P'Kit Kat's room and gave the former a tight hug.

At the same time, he felt like a moonraker and wanted to stravage around.

The sweet smile that decorated the senior's lips and the loving gaze were still fresh in his memories, however now, the whole weekend he spends with P'Kit during the photo-shoot period appeared rückkehrunruhe for him.

"Time to man-up, Ming," thought him as he decides to make the most significant decision of his life, which was to court the dimpled guy.

He knew its morosis of him to do that, but who cares.

All he can be sure of now is that he has finally found his turtledove, and life is too short to waste his time worrying about stupid stuff.

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End of Chap 16.

TBC.

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