We had pork, which, although it was only one portion, was enough for three people to be satisfied. The price of the meal was actually very reasonable, although if I had to pay for it myself, I probably wouldn't have been able to afford it.
I, who had been sleeping for almost two hours, felt much fresher after eating. After that, we sat down, found something to read, and chatted happily until it was time for the group meeting.
There were two of us in the back seat because only Foam was driving the motorcycle. Fortunately we arrived safely even though it was dangerous (Please don't copy us).
When we arrived at the faculty parking lot, I looked at the medical faculty next door and suddenly felt dizzy.
The bastard is there...
Is it possible? We will be able to study at the same university for years with adjacent faculty buildings, but never see each other or cross paths?
I shouldn't have to think about it at all. All I have to do now is be careful that he doesn't see me. Sigh... looks like I'll have to spend my first college year being extra careful.
"Why is the medical building so beautiful? Plus, it has its own dormitory and the coffee in the building is delicious. It's not fair at all!" Foam complained after getting off the motorbike.
When I heard this, I turned around to take a closer look. The building was really beautiful. I don't know how many times it has been renovated.
"You're just complaining about coffee?" I asked.
"The seller is also sweet."
"Oh, that's not fair at all."
"What?"
"Our canteen aunt is very kind, every time I go there, she always gives me snacks." I interrupted.
"Ah, I don't know. Let's see if Auntie knows how much you spend on sweets," Foam said, laughing.
"You think you're funny, huh?" I said as we walked to the back of the faculty building.
- BE CAREFUL! Don't give food to Khao Nīo because he's already too fat! -
There are warning signs on the pillars that seem to warn of something dangerous like feeding the dog will bring disaster. Seriously, is there a budget to make warning signs like that?
"Why? Could it be that Khao Nīo (Sticky Rice) makes dogs fat?" Foam asked me in confusion.
"Foam! Khao Nīo is the dog's name. Haha. Where have you been all this time? Don't you look at the messages in our faculty group?" I said and Typhoon confirmed it.
"Oh, I didn't know that." He said, a little confused.
We finally arrived at the agreed meeting room. There weren't many people there, just our seniors and classmates who had also made an appointment. There weren't many departments in my faculty, but it wasn't the smallest among the other faculties. Let's say it could be in the middle, although it certainly didn't have as many students as the Faculty of Science and Engineering.
"New students who have arrived, please line up here. I will give you name tags to wear during the beginning of the semester." A woman holding a microphone made an announcement in front of the meeting room, causing everyone to line up, including the three of us.
"What is your nickname? And please tell me your code." When it was my turn, he asked me my name and code.
"Easter, code 034."
"Easter 034. What a strange name, but also funny. Are you interested in applying to be the faculty star this year?" The senior who wrote the name tag looked up at me. He smiled slightly and said that he was just joking.
"Are you kidding me? For God's sake, he's a man." The other senior turned and looked at him.
"Well, the guy is cute."
"Hahaha, are you interested?"
I thought they were joking, and besides, I didn't want to do it. I couldn't stand being in front of so many people.
"Hahaha, enough. I can't talk to you for long, because the Nong behind you seems to want to eat both your and my head. Forgive me… forgive me…" I turned around and looked.
Sure enough, Foam was staring at me with so much anger in his eyes that it seemed like my head would disappear at any moment.
"This is your ID."
I received the cardboard name tag, thanked him, and put it around my neck. It was a simple piece of cardboard cut into a circle with my name, code, and department written on it in black ink. I secretly heard that this was not a real ID. If it was real, it would be more beautiful. But first we had to go through the activities prepared by the seniors.
After waiting for everyone to receive their IDs, the seniors took us to a large meeting room where they gave us advice, talked, danced, played drums, and sang together while having fun. A very warm atmosphere was created to welcome the freshmen.
"Alright, one of the elders, a board member of the club, is coming to talk a little. Please pay attention and listen."
Then we saw an older woman coming and talking with a smiling expression. "Hello, let me introduce myself first. My name is Phi Bua. I am in charge of talking to you about the current problems of the
educational institution. Today, we will simply call it 'Samou'."
Phi Bua then continued to talk at length about this samou. In my opinion, it is similar to a student committee, which is assigned a president of the association and all the functions are divided.
Its main job is to supervise the activities of the students. For this, the association will ask the student representatives of each faculty, three people each, who together will be in charge of negotiating and coordinating the work between the groups.
"So by joining Samou, you'll gain good teamwork experience and knowledge of responsibility."
I tried to listen carefully, but I didn't find it very interesting.
"And our president this year, many of you already know who he is… Seriously, some of my friends agreed to join the club, because although the work is hard, the president is really handsome. Do you want to know how handsome he is? You'll have to see for yourselves. Ohhhh, I already saw some of you listening attentively, hahaha."
"Having a handsome president is like a sales promotion, don't you think?" Foam whispered to Typhoon.
But I think having a handsome president is a good idea. And it seems to have attracted a lot of people. Actually, there must be a type of person who is born handsome. (I'm talking about my two friends. That's why they go to football, boxing , or the gym, just to show off their strengths and be seen as handsome. They even recently agreed to read a book and almost died just because they heard that the men in their club were handsome.)
"I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Being handsome is definitely a selling point" I said to Foam.
"As for those who are applying for a scholarship to cover school fees with Ms. Rattana…"
Those words immediately made me turn around and listen. Although I had intended to show off more to Foam, this was the scholarship I asked for.
"...they should come and help with the club work because this is a way to accumulate hours of work related to socially useful work. Who has applied for a scholarship Raise your hand."
I raised my hand when I was asked. There were four people who raised their hands like me. Because the number is small, if we have to help the club's work, we will have to work hard. At first I read in the scholarship application
document that we only need to help the teacher.
"Okay, you four can come and see me. And those of you who want to apply to be a member of the club, please come and sign your names here. This is the end of our club presentation. Thank you for listening to my speech."
After the greeting, those of us who had raised our hands headed towards Phi Bua. It seemed like a lot of people wanted to join the club, but they said they would choose others because they only accepted three people per day.
"Move aside!"
Suddenly, I was pushed from behind as I walked straight into the space between the chairs. I immediately turned around and saw a woman as tall as me (I'm 165 cm tall). Her face was heavy with make up. You're beautiful, but why did you have to push me?
"Hey, don't be hasty. Look, you hit him." Another girl who was being dragged by the person who pushed me said. She then turned around and lowered her head to apologize a little. I smiled back at her.
"Hurry up, someone will check in first and we won't make it in time." Then the two girls ran over.
Was it a fight to get into the club? Normally they weren't so eager to get in. I heard that getting into a club means you have to work hard. I waited in line for a while, until it was my turn. Then I wrote my name on the list of people who applied for the scholarship.
"They said this year's president is from the medical school, is it true? If he's handsome, I won't let him go ," I heard a girl say while waiting for the others to register.
"He is handsome, very handsome. My sister told me he is amazing."
"Try following him on IG. He's so perfect. Handsome, rich, and good at studying. Last semester I saw him at the top with a 4.00 GPA. Something no one has been able to do for years."
"Wow, is he single?"
"I don't know, but I don't think so. There are also rumors linking him to Phi FonJao."
"Phi FonJao, the second-year nursing student? Wow, she's so pretty. How can he resist her?"
"Damn, even if he doesn't have a girlfriend, the doctor won't look at us either, right?"
"Are you really saying he's dating Phi FonJao? When I checked on Facebook, someone said the person he's dating is Phi Thanmind."
"Phi Thanmind, the second-year medicine star Hey! Is this handsome president going to get all the stars in the sky?"
"They get along well. They are both handsome and beautiful. They both have good profiles."
The girls looked like they were having fun. I, who was standing there, had no intention of interrupting them. But I found it a little annoying. What kind of person goes around collecting stars? Do you think you are playing in a school that only gives five baht, ten baht or every penny in exchange for a
doll? A handsome, rich, and smart future doctor, oh! This is as unfair, as Foam said. Is it true that the coffee in medical school is better?
(Maybe he means it's magic coffee lol)
Just kidding, Bibi Sri's coffee is the best...Hashtag #TeamBibiSri
Let's face it, girls want a handsome man. A boyfriend type, with all good qualities on his profile. It's understandable. I get it...Why am I not as handsome as others? But still, no one can be like me.
Hashtag #NotHandsomeButNice
"The juniors who applied to join the club, I will make another appointment for the selection date. Now, please follow the club page. As for those who applied for the scholarship, I would like to make an appointment at 9:30 tomorrow at the club room. Thank you all. You can continue your activities with the group. See you later." Phi Bua waved again before carrying a large bag full of documents and leaving. She was very small and had to carry such a large bag. I wanted to go over and help, but a senior on campus called me over.
"Are you also applying for a scholarship?" Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder. It was a man as tall as me, fair-skinned, wearing thick glasses, looking like a student, with a name tag hanging from his body. His name was 'Tham'?
"Yes, I'm Easter, You…?"
"I'm Tham. See you tomorrow."
"Sure, Khun Tham, see you later." I smiled and replied. He was so polite that I didn't dare call him "you."
"Come on, kids. Those outside can come in now. We've reached the end of the day."
I turned around and sat back down. Not long after, he said they would call us by code name and tell us something important.
"Did something happen?" I asked Foam and Typhoon, curious as to what had happened while I was gone.
"Nothing. We just chatted and had fun."
"033...034."
I went to get a small envelope and when I took it, I was warned not to open it yet. After everyone received their envelope, they started talking again.
"You can open the envelope now. It's from your 'Codeline' (seniors who have the same code number). It can contain clues, instructions, anything. You must find it within two weeks or there will be a punishment. The punishment won't be painful, but it will definitely be embarrassing."
I opened the envelope immediately. I was so excited. What was my code?
'I'm part of the club'
The Club again! Why do I feel like my life has to be connected to the club? Why is this so confusing? I have to figure out who my Codeline superiors are in the club. And then figure out which one of them is MY Codeline superior?
"What do you think?" Foam asked.
I handed him my piece of paper to look at.
"Still, your lead is good, look what they wrote to me." Foam said while handing me his paper. 'I want you to do 50 push-ups and then record a clip and post it on Facebook. (I have a Nong Facebook page.) Our line of code must not be weak.' "My code line superior must be the leader of the Royal Navy."
"What's in yours, Typhoon?" 'I'm wearing a yellow watch and I want you to wear one too.'
"Wow! What the hell is this? This is totally indie. Other than that, I don't understand anything." After a while, the superiors allowed us to return. So the three of us went our separate ways. I returned to the dormitory and found that North had not returned. It was almost midnight. Wow, the engineers were really brutal. I hope everything went well and that he returns safely.
****
I turned on my computer and scrolled through Facebook, thinking about taking a shower later, until I came across a post.
Cute boy and girl - MU added 2 new photos - (1 hour ago)
'Hey, hey... Who's in the medical building right now? Dr. Hill is so handsome. He's working in the lab right now. Even if he's in the middle of research, he's still handsome. Haha. Can you switch from looking at the glass to looking at my face? But hey, who's sitting outside waiting? This is #Phi Baifern, is that the cute administrative girl sitting here waiting for her future boyfriend? Are you ready to
go public, Dr. Hill? >w< @Hill Ratchakit @Baifern Nantacha'
****
The first image is of Hill holding a beaker of a substance, perhaps working on a lab project. This is a photo taken from a side angle.
Another photo is of a girl sitting and waiting on an outdoor balcony, who turns around with a smile and gives the camera two thumbs up. She is cute and very pretty. Both photos must have been taken at the same place, from the sidewalk.
Um... I... what should I say? It feels weird, right? Not really, but I'm a little nervous and disappointed. He already has a girlfriend! Beautiful girls are crowding around him. They're like stars surrounding the moon. Like the president who is rumored to be in a relationship with a young girl. Is that something that beautiful and famous people usually do? Haha!
As for me... Do you still believe there is someone called Ter in this world? I didn't have the chance for that. I...Ha ha...
Enough! I don't want it! Stay happy! Enough, I don't know anything, I don't know, I don't see anything!
I clicked on the settings for that post and the button: 'Don't let me see this post again' . I still didn't want to unfollow the page because this was the only page that was like the main page of the university. There were no other pages to follow.
Then I turned off the computer. It's better to go out and find some snacks to eat, so I don't have to think about weird things anymore…
****
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*****
I left the room not knowing where to go. At first I thought about buying ice cream, but the closest store is closed. There are a lot of people on the roads because around this time people were looking for food. To the point where it seemed like almost every car had all their lights on, going and stopping because of traffic. Good thing I don't have a car, since walking is much more comfortable.
I walked until I came to a restaurant that wasn't crowded. I really like this restaurant. Hey, I was thinking about getting food before entering the ice cream shop. After sitting down and ordering my food, I took out my phone to kill time.
TING!
Group chat notification with Foam, Typhoon and I. We have a group chat with just the three of us to make it easier to set up meetings together.
Foam, not Plastic: [Are you going to the club tomorrow?]
Panupong Easter: [Yes, why?]
Typhoon Teerapat: [Sorry, you'll have to go alone.]
Panupong Easter: [No problem, I have a friend with me. We just met.]
Foam, not Plastic: [Who is it?]
Panupong Easter: [His name is Tham. He came to greet me when I was about to write my name on the list. We both signed in.]
Foam, not Plastic: [Is it Khun Chai?]
Panupong Easter: [Huh? Who is Khun Chai?]
Typhoon Teerapat: [Everyone calls him Tham Khun Chai. Even the elders call him that.]
Panupong Easter: [Hmm? Is he a noble?]
Typhoon Teerapat: [No, but you know what? He speaks very politely. No matter how much you tease him or are rude to him, he won't be rude back at all, that's why everyone calls him Khun Chai.]
Panupong Easter: [Yes, I know, I thought that about him myself.]
I wonder what makes Khun Tham famous, even the elders call him that. And if you look at him, his attitude doesn't seem fake.
"Oh, Nong Ter…" a sweet little voice called my name, making me look up from my phone screen.
"Phi Thanmind, hello…" I jumped a little before quickly putting my phone away and raising my hands to say hello. She was a senior at my old school. I never thought we would meet in a remote place like this.
"Why did you come here? I thought you were staying close to home. Let me sit here with you." I smiled and said yes. From the looks of it, she had probably finished eating and was getting ready to leave. She sat down to talk to me, but I didn't really want to talk to her.
Phi Thanmind is Phi Ohm's girlfriend. Phi Ohm is Phi Hill's friend, so I often met Phi Thanmind, but often, her eyes, smile, or actions made me feel uncomfortable. She seems to like being around Phi Hill. She seems to like him more than Phi Ohm, her own boyfriend. Whenever I... met Phi Hill, she always interrupted us. I don't know, maybe I think too much.
"I just wanted to change the atmosphere a bit ," I replied with a wry smile.
"What faculty are you in?" she asked.
"Veterinarian, and you?"
"Medicine. How long has it been since you moved into the dorms?"
"About a week."
Thanmind was also studying medicine, so she could approach Phi Hill. But it seems that Phi Ohm eventually decided to study Pharmacy at another university so their relationship probably ended.
"Are you used to it? It's easy to get lost here. I was like that at first too, thank God Hill helped me." I was a little surprised, I didn't expect the person's name to appear so quickly.
"Oh… Yeah, I still can't get used to it. I often get lost ," I said as I took a glass of water and drank it to calm my nervousness.
"Hill is here too. Also at medical school. Have you met?" Her voice sounded cheerful, more like she was trying to make it sound cheerful.
"Really? I didn't know he studied here."
"Oh, the veterinary and medical buildings are close by. I'm sure you'll pass each other soon. Hill is very famous. When he entered, he was voted the school's moon without a doubt. He's very attractive and the girls immediately followed him in droves."
"Hmmm... really?" I said even more firmly, to indicate that I didn't want to listen.
"But you know, I was one of the stars that year, too, although I wasn't as famous as Hill. That's why not many people know me."
Medical school star? Wow, that's what the girls were talking about this morning when they said that Phi Thanmind, the medical school star, was dating the club president. Okay, it's none of my business, let's not talk about it. I smiled.
"So a lot of people liked to pair Hill and I up, and they even said 'The stars should pair up with the moon .' I don't know, something like that. And the trend on Twitter was so strong that I got worried. I felt like someone was always watching me and following me ," Phi Thanmind said with a wry smile, making her voice sound like she was worried. But her eyes didn't say the same thing at all.
"Eh, that's a shame."
"Then… I'll leave first." she smiled at me before standing up and leaving the restaurant.
What happened?...He probably doesn't know how I feel about him.
Hmm... I thought I'd let him go, but when I got close to him again, I felt like he wasn't as good as I thought. Plus, Phi Thanmind was someone very close to him, it was like I had been completely taken out of his orbit...
*****
09:07am
It was a day when I had to get up early because I had work to do at the club, and since I didn't sleep yesterday, I went back to my room and went to sleep. This way I could get there on time. I entered the club lounge and Khun Tham came to greet me.
"Good morning."
"Hello…"
"Let's go. It seems the elders have called everyone to gather."
Phi Bua, the same person from before, explained that at that time we would be holding an event that would be held at the sports field. This event was one where we could make friends and have fun together. The event would be held at 6 pm and would also invite famous singers to perform.
The only thing the club had to do was set up the venue. Our job was to prepare the stage for the show, put up posters or whatever. As for the lights and sound, there was already a team working on it.
"This is the first event we will be working on together. Although it is not a big event, it is an important one, so I would like to give you a suggestion. I recommend Phi Preem 2nd year to be the coordinator who will assign you tasks." Phi Bua explained.
Phi Preem then instructed each of us on what to do, so part of the work of the drill fell to us, the first-year freshmen.
"Ten of you, go and get a large wooden board from the club warehouse across the street ," at Phi Pheem's order, I and many others went to get it together.
"Uhh, so much dust. How long has it been since this was cleaned?" I heard someone next to me say.
"Well, if they didn't have something they needed, they wouldn't have opened this room." someone else replied.
I think this wooden sign is a sign that will be displayed backstage. We brought it and put it in the front yard. The others were busy with the work that the crew members assigned, which included preparing the paint, cleaning the equipment, and putting up the curtains. But the freshmen did most of it because the seniors said that the year before, when they were freshmen, they did the same thing.
"Ah, take the sticks and place them side by side. The board is on the wrong side."
"After putting the wood, come here Preem, what do we do next?" Phi Bua called Phi Preem to come and see the board.
"Maybe I should paint the original color white first. Or should I flip it over and use the other side?"
"Oh."
"I don't know."
"What kind of coordination is this?"
"The president didn't give us all the details ," the team member pursed his lips.
"So where did the president go? Why did he let others do the hard work for him and just disappear?"
"He is sleeping peacefully in the clubroom."
"Hey Nong!" the team member shouted to me as I got closer. "Wake up the president who is sleeping on the sofa in the clubroom, so that the work here can continue."
"Okay" I replied without thinking.
I ran towards the clubroom
following the instructions given to me by my superior.
It was a room with frosted glass that said you couldn't enter without permission. But I had already gotten permission from my superior. Slowly, I opened the door and felt the cold air conditioner hit my face. Oh... It felt comfortable to be in an air-conditioned room. Those of us who are outside, exposed to sunlight have hot, stressed faces, crying out in suffering.
I entered quietly. I don't know why, but the room was so quiet that I was afraid to make any noise. But I was here to wake up a sleeping person, right? If the noise woke him up, he should be fine. I saw a figure lying on the sofa. It was a very tall man, lying on his back with a book covering his face. It was as if he was reading the book and had fallen
asleep.
"...Phi...Phi…" I whispered softly, but the person in front of me didn't seem to budge. Until I had to reach out and touch him.
"Phi, Phi Preem asked me to wake you up." I gently shook his arm, but he still didn't wake up. So I had to increase my strength. Until it seemed like he finally woke up. The person in front of me raised his hand and removed the book covering his face.
"Um…" I stood up immediately, because it looked like he was going to get angry. But if that was the case, I should yell at Phi Preem for help.
"Uh, I'm sorry, Phi Preem sent me here…" My voice was swallowed and lost when I saw his face. At first, it looked like he was clenching his fists in anger, but when he saw my face, he was speechless.
"Ph... Phi Hill!" From the first moment I woke him up, his expression was clearly upset, but when he saw me, he was as surprised as I was.
"...Ter." He moved his mouth to say my name softly, bringing me back to reality.
Boom!
Boom!
I couldn't move or say anything, suddenly my heart was beating so fast I could feel it against my chest. Something was shaking in my chest, what should I do? I never dreamed something like this would happen. I never imagined we would meet again like this. Plus, I had made a plan that I didn't want to ever see him until graduation. But that plan fell apart on the second day!
There was silence between us for about three seconds. Until I decided to run! My legs reacted before my brain could form a thought. I ran out of the room in a hurry. Phi Hill, who was sitting on the couch, was surprised and immediately followed me.
"Wait, wait!" I heard him shout as he ran out. When I came out, everyone
was shocked.
"Wait, Nong Ter. What happened?" a senior asked me. I ran out of the stadium and stood there, panting, as if no one was following me. Oh! I suddenly ran so fast, they must have thought someone was dying.
I'm dead!
"What about Hill?" Dew, another senior in the club, came and asked Phi Preem and Bua, who were standing and talking.
"He was asleep. My Nong went to wake him up just now ," Phi Preem said.
"Are you crazy?! Hill doesn't like being woken up. Last time I asked my Nong to wake him up, but he came back crying and disappeared."
"Oh my God, I didn't know. But what should I do if he doesn't wake up?"
"Wait until he wakes up on his own. What's the problem?" Dew asked. Phi Preem and Bua looked at each other.
"I hope he didn't do anything to the little one…"
Moments later, Easter was seen running out of the clubroom, his face looking like he was crying, with Hill yelling behind him.
"Wait, Nong Ter. What's wrong?" he shouted, but Ter didn't stop. As Hill ran, everyone looked at him and Preem stopped him. "Damn it, what are you doing?" Preem asked in a dissatisfied tone.
If something happened, it wouldn't be good, because the professor had reminded and reiterated that as a senior, he must take care of his juniors.
"...." Hill didn't respond, he just watched Easter run away.
"We sent him to wake you up. Preem didn't know he would make you angry ," Dew said.
"He was crying. This is bad. What should we do?" Bua showed a worried expression. She was the one who asked him to do this task, so she couldn't help but worry.
"Um, this is bad. What should I do?" Hill said, seeming to soften a bit.
The three friends suddenly turned to look at each other in confusion, not knowing what he meant.
"Normally you would say 'What are they doing?!' Right?"