[First-year student] I am not him

"[One-Year Born] I'm Not Him" ​​Author: Su Biexu

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"It's not me who likes pink panna cotta."

"The one who likes pink panna cotta is you..."

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Search keywords: Protagonist: kongphop/Arthit┃Supporting role: Nuan Nuan/M/Not┃Others: Annual/Thai Drama Annual/KA Doujin

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☆、Chapter 1

boom--

It was that familiar bang again.

Kong opened his eyes suddenly, but even the fright was gone.

He couldn't count how many times he had dreamed of that scene, so there was no need to be frightened.

But there was still a thin layer of cold sweat on his body.

Kong propped his arms up from the bed, and walked slowly to the window.

Opening the small glass window, a cool breeze suddenly blows in, and his chaotic thoughts seem to be blown away a little.

The scene in the dream was horrific, Kong didn't think about it anymore when he woke up.

But he couldn't help thinking of Nuan Nuan.

In fact, he is not afraid of dreaming, and even wants Nuan Nuan to come and see him in his dream.

But for so long, he has never been able to dream of Nuan Nuan's appearance.

And Nuan Nuan left him very few relics, and even a simple photo, which was a group photo with someone else.

The chances for him to see things and think about people are pitifully few.

Suddenly, the pain in his heart was severe, Kong took out a cigarette, and just about to light it, the words Nuan Nuan once said rang in his ears without warning: "It's you who said to accompany me until I'm seventy or eighty."

The movements of Kong's hands suddenly froze.

He did say that.

But it's not a warm scene where one's ears are rubbed together.

He and Nuan Nuan didn't have the blessing to spend time together.

At the beginning, he always thought that the time was still very long, so every step he took was vain.And fate seemed to deliberately punish him for his negligence. When he was finally about to send out the confession card, he suddenly took Nuan Nuan away from him, so fast that people had no time to react.

So, sometimes Kong would also think, maybe Nuan Nuan refused to forgive him, so he always refused to come to his dream.

The days together have never been cherished. After losing, the heart will naturally hurt even more.

But regret is the most useless emotion in the world.

No sleep for one night.

When he went out the next day, Kong was no longer as distraught as he was last night.

Life always has to go on.

This is the first day of his college life, the sun is very good, the air is very good, and the atmosphere is as lively as imagined.

It's just that Kong originally thought that Nuan Nuan would be able to participate in all these beauties.

It's just that the world is impermanent, so all the beauty in front of me is naturally discounted.

Happiness is gone, only laughter remains.

The sophomore seniors in front were still picking out candidates to introduce themselves, and Kong was also beating along with them.

It wasn't long before it was his turn.

Just as Kong was about to stand up, the entire training ground suddenly fell silent.

A sound of footsteps came from behind, and he turned his head along with the crowd.

Several boys in junior uniforms walked in one by one, with serious faces and steady steps.

It's just that Kong has completely failed to notice these.

He only stared at the face of one of them tightly, and at that moment, the world was silent.

All he could hear was his own heartbeat.

thump thump thump thump—

And that person's face gradually approached amidst his ever-accelerating heartbeat.

Finally stopped in front of him.

"Nuan Nuan..." Kong almost blurted out.

But the man opened his mouth one step ahead of him: "What are you doing standing up?"

It turns out that even the sound is the same.

Kong's heart seemed to be tightly held by someone, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

But he can still clearly tell that the person in front of him is not Nuan Nuan.

The eyes are different, the tone of voice is different, although they have very similar eyebrows, the corners of the eyes and the ends of the brows carry a completely different temperament.

But this person still brought his thoughts to a long time ago in an instant, to the rainy day when he and Nuan Nuan first met.

He seemed to hear that Nuan Nuan in black said to him with a smile under the umbrella: "I'm here again, to meet you again."

If he hadn't endured it with all his strength, Kong's tears would probably have flowed out.

The teacher and senior in the junior year had a very temper, they had heard the news long ago, Kong thought he would get angry with him.

But under his gaze, the man's eyes only flickered uncomfortably, and he turned around.

Kong's sanity was also fully recovered the moment he turned around.

And that person probably also realized that his reaction was not in line with the status of a coach. After returning to the stage, the expression on his face was much stricter than before.

"My name is Arthit, and I'm your coach. I don't want what happened just now to happen again. I just want to emphasize once. During the freshman training, don't try to be in the limelight..." The man's words hit the ground of the training ground with a clang. Every freshman present was silent.

But Kong just stared at him firmly, melting the name he just heard between his lips and teeth: "Arthit..."

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☆、Chapter 2

In the following training, Kong couldn't calm down at all, and naturally he was full of mistakes, so people couldn't even find an excuse to let him go.

As a result, the three fires of the coach, senior, and new official's appointment were naturally all burned on his head.

After a training session, what everyone saw the most was probably Kong doing squats and push-ups.

But he would rather be a little tired, preferably until his mind goes blank and he doesn't have to think about anything.

As he wished, when Senior Arthit announced that the training was over, he was already so tired that he squatted on the ground panting.

Just like when they entered the arena, the seniors even left with a dignified figure.

Seeing Arthit walking out together with them, even though his body was exhausted to the extreme, Kong's spirit couldn't help shaking, and his eyes followed him unconsciously.

Arthit didn't know if he felt his gaze, and turned his face to look in his direction.

There is no doubt that the eyes of the two people collided.

And senior Arthit was obviously not mentally prepared for this sudden stare, he was stunned, he didn't know where he stumbled, and then he staggered.

The training ground that had just been disbanded was very noisy, except for Kong, no one noticed this little episode.

But even if he was the only one who saw it, Senior Arthit's face was suddenly stained with some suspicious colors.

He adjusted his steps pretending to be calm, then gave Kong a hard look, and then continued to follow the footsteps of his classmates.

This kind of staring kong has never been seen on Nuan Nuan before, such an obvious difference, there is no possibility of confusion at all.

However, Kong's heartbeat speed increased instantly following the look in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" M leaned towards him, reaching out to hold him with a worried face.

Kong shook his head and stood up with his strength.

Senior Arthit's figure had already disappeared outside the door, so he had no choice but to follow M and walk out side by side.

Although it was only the first day of school, many people had noticed him because of his "heroic appearance" on the training ground today. Along the way, many people greeted him, including some with flushed cheeks Schoolgirls and shemale.

After all, Kong's appearance is there, and his popularity is expected.

Kong returned the gift one by one, but he was so full of thoughts that he didn't even remember the appearance of each person.

M didn't like to deal with strangers, and just followed him without saying a word, until the crowd dispersed, and finally stopped, and stood opposite him worriedly: "Kong, are you okay?"

M is a buddy who grew up with him, and of course he is very familiar with Nuan Nuan.

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen." Apart from worry, there was also a bit of shock in his words.

Yeah, I didn't expect such a thing to happen.

How could they expect to meet another person who is exactly like Nuan Nuan in this world.

If it wasn't for the sharpness and arrogance in that person's eyes, which is completely different from Nuan Nuan, Kong could hardly help thinking that Nuan Nuan's death was just an illusion existing in his memory.

I don't know if the series of corporal punishments in the afternoon played a role, but Kong calmed down at this moment.

He shook his head and said to M, "I'm fine, don't worry."

That's what he said, but he knew that M's worries would not disappear just because of his two brief sentences.

But apart from these barren words, the current him doesn't know what else to say.

Kong only smiled and patted M's shoulder and said again: "I'm really fine, don't worry."

Kong has always been a calm and reserved person. Except for the time when Nuan Nuan just left, he seldom showed related emotions afterwards.

Because I don't want to see sympathy in the eyes of others.

After a long time, hiding his emotions has unintentionally become one of his good skills, although this skill makes people feel a bit sad.

However, seeing the shock of Arthit today also made him not in the mood to continue acting as if nothing had happened, and after a few perfunctory words to M, Kong hurried back to the rented apartment.

Unfortunately, when he returned to the empty room, his emotions became uncontrollable again.

As long as you close your eyes, the senior Arthit who is sternly admonishing the freshmen in your mind will merge with the warm face when you first met.

He clearly knew that they were not the same person.

But in the face of emotion, reason is often at a disadvantage.

Kong pinched his palm fiercely, as if only the pain could wake him up a bit.

He couldn't selfishly disrupt Senior Arthit's life.

Perhaps the most important thing for him to do in the future is to stay away from Arthit for a long time.

It was another night of tossing and turning, and this night, Kong spent almost all of his time on self-hypnosis.

"Stay away from Arthit for a long time" was almost engraved in his mind with a knife.

In the next few days of training, Kong really gave full play to his ability to hide his emotions, and he never experienced the abnormality of the first day.

It's just that despite repeated reminders, his eyes still involuntarily drift towards Arthit's direction.

As the head coach, Arthit is of course the center of all freshmen's eyes, and his sight is not obtrusive among them.

However, Senior Arthit seems to have installed his own radar on his body, and the two people's eyes often meet.But this meeting was only for a moment, probably because his eyes were too focused, and Senior Arthit would quickly look away at the first moment every time.

But this hasty escape somewhat exposed his loss.

The usual senior Arthit really does not lose the demeanor of a teacher at all, his gestures are full of momentum, and his eyes sweep down, quite a bit of contempt for all sentient beings.

In such a comparison, the panic in just a few milliseconds made him a little more cute for no reason.

It is indeed cute.

But even this kind of cuteness is completely different from the gentle and quiet Nuan Nuan.

Kong knew clearly that the person in front of him was not Nuan Nuan, but he couldn't help but want to take another look at him.

Even, thinking of his cute moment, only I noticed that there was an indescribable throbbing in his chest.

But after throbbing, Kong couldn't help but spurn his own shamelessness.

People are probably so contradictory.

The more you know you can't do something, the greater the temptation.

In this kind of contradictory throbbing and self-rejection, they actually lived in peace for several days.

Even M was relieved of his calmness, and even dragged him to drink in the name of getting to know his new classmates.

Kong doesn't like alcohol very much.

After getting drunk, emotional control can no longer be as handy as usual.

But this day, he didn't know what was going on, and he unexpectedly agreed.

Maybe he really needs a catharsis.

The wine table is the best place for boys to quickly get acquainted with each other. After two glasses of beer, a few people are already chatting in full swing.

It's just that although Kong didn't stop laughing and toasting, he was always absent-minded, and didn't even take what everyone talked about specifically to his heart.

Tiw didn't know what kind of joke he told again, seeing everyone burst out laughing, Kong also smiled in unison.

But the smiles of Tiw and Ork on the opposite side suddenly froze inch by inch.

Kong's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head subconsciously, just in time to see Senior Arthit smiling maliciously at M.

Kong had never seen him smile before, so he was a little lost for a while.

However, Senior Arthit's smile quickly faded away. He glanced around among the juniors with sharp eyes, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He just glanced at Kong sitting in front of him: "It seems that the training is still too much." Easy."

☆、Chapter 3

"It seems that the training is still too easy, so that the students still have the desire to get drunk." Senior Arthit's eyes wandered around, and finally fell on Tiw, the student representative opposite, "Have you had fun?"

His tone sounded very relaxed, as if there was a bit of a joke in it.

But the words that come out always seem to have a chilling aura.

The sitting first-years all straightened their backs, and Tiw's face almost froze with a smile: "Ah, I'm too tired from the training during the day, so I came to drink and relax."

It's a very unconvincing excuse.

"Want to relax?" Senior Arthit raised his eyebrows, then looked at the students beside him with a smile, "In this case, let's relax with the students, how about it?"

Senior Arthit said, and patted his palms.

All the freshmen seemed to shake with his high fives.

Several seniors were obviously very interested in his proposal.

It can also be seen from their half-smile expressions that this group of people must have come here with a trick in mind. It seems that tonight, they don't want to have a good time.

MOrk and the others couldn't help covering their foreheads, helpless with the situation in front of them.

But apart from accepting it, there is no good way for everyone.

Kong didn't expect them to stay directly, seeing Senior Arthit sitting at the table generously, he couldn't help holding the wine glass even harder.

At the same wine table with senior Arthit, he didn't want to continue drinking.

But these seniors obviously came with the mentality of drinking and watching jokes, and they would not let anyone off easily.

Before he could sit still, Bright had already ordered M to pour a big full glass for everyone.

Kong couldn't help but look at Senior Arthit who was sitting just across from him. Arthit raised his eyes just as he was sitting still, and the eyes of the two happened to meet again.

Kong's heart trembled, and the hand holding the wine glass shook accordingly, and the beer that was already full and about to overflow suddenly flowed out a lot along his fingers.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Are you playing tricks on me?" Senior Bright seemed to be waiting to catch them, and when he saw Kong's mistake, he smiled like he had won a lottery, "Wine fine! Three cups!"

Kong paused, and begged for mercy: "Senior Bright, I can't drink that much."

"Isn't it for relaxation? Did you say so, Arthit?" Bright treacherously placed the decision in Arthit's hands.

Kong looked in Arthit's direction again, his eyes shining brightly under the hazy light.

Arthit's eyes flickered, he turned his head aside, and said vaguely, "Yeah."

"Hurry up, drink up!" Several other seniors started to boo.

Kong had no choice but to throw his head back to drink the beer in the glass, and Bright quickly filled him up again, this time without even asking M to help.

Kong's alcohol capacity is actually not bad, and it's okay to drink a few more glasses.

But looking at the posture of the seniors now, it is definitely not something that can be handled with a few drinks.

He would drink three drinks first, he was really afraid that he would get completely drunk if he didn't make it to the end.

In front of Senior Arthit, getting drunk is obviously not a wise choice.

Kong was holding the second glass of beer, with a hesitant expression on his face.

Bright pointed at him, just about to say something, when Arthit suddenly reached out and snatched the wine bottle from Bright's hand, and poured himself a glass.

Bright stared at him dumbfounded.

Arthit cleared his throat and said to him, "What? I can't drink?"

Bright nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, would you like another glass? I'll pour it for you myself."

Between a few sentences, several seniors started joking again.

Kong's crisis was resolved by such a mistake.

Although there are seniors and juniors, after all, they are all a group of young and vigorous young men. After a few rounds of pushing cups and changing cups, they all chatted enthusiastically, and it was hard to tell who was drinking whom.

Kong has been restraining his own amount, and he didn't pick up the cup a few times, but his eyes followed Arthit senior unconsciously.

Arthit is the instructor after all, no matter how daring the juniors are, they would not dare to be presumptuous with him, let alone drink.

But Kong didn't expect his drinking capacity to be so bad, but after drinking two glasses when everyone was cheering, his eyes were already a little blurred.

The seniors were busy with their own business and didn't notice Arthit's situation at all.

Seeing that Senior Arthit had filled himself up again, Kong hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but sit beside him, and took the wine glass that he had brought to his mouth: "Senior Arthit, don't drink too much."

Arthit frowned suddenly.

He turned his head and looked at Kong, his eyebrows frowned even tighter: "0062, it's you again."

0062 is Kong's student number. I'm afraid Senior Arthit has memorized these numbers by heart on the first day of freshmen's enrollment.

He stretched out his hand to take back his wine glass, Kong's hand hastily moved a little to the side.

Arthit glared at him again: "What are you doing!"

"Senior Arthit doesn't drink very well, it's better not to drink." Kong said patiently.

"It's up to you! You don't drink well!" Senior Arthit probably felt that his ability was being questioned, so he stared at him more sharply.

But he didn't know that he was already a little drunk, his flushed face coupled with his drunken tone made his eyes look really not intimidating at all.

Even... It's a bit like being coquettish.

thumping—

thumping—

Kong's heart beat a little foul again.

Arthit was still trying hard to get back his glass, but he couldn't reach it, so he simply leaned forward, lay on Kong's arm, and brought the glass of wine to his mouth with his hand, and drank it Take a few bites.

After drinking, he raised his head and showed Kong a smug smile.

The action just now spilled some of the wine in the glass and spilled it on his lips. While smiling, he unconsciously licked the drops of wine on his lips.

Kong's eyes darkened suddenly.

But in an instant, Arthit straightened up, poured another glass of beer, and brought it to Kong: "Snatch my drink, right? Come, let you drink your fill!"

Looking at his sly smile, Kong seemed to have forgotten the decision he had made before, and let him pour himself a whole cup in a daze.

Seeing him drinking so readily, Arthit seemed to be addicted to it. He poured him a glass after a while, and he didn't forget to fill it up himself, bumping into people a few times from time to time.

Under his kind of offensive, no matter how restrained Kong was, he was almost filled.

And senior Arthit was even more drunk than him.

Several people drank until the stall started to chase people away, and there were not many people left sober at the table.

Everyone stumbled up and helped each other to leave.

Senior Bright looked at Arthit who was still lying on the table, his drunken eyes scanned the crowd, and finally landed on Kong: "You, 0062, right?"

Kon nodded: "Yes, Senior Bright."

"You are responsible for sending Arthit back."

As he spoke, he staggered away with several other students.

Kong froze.

Everyone else had already left, and he had no choice but to obey this order.

Kong also drank a lot tonight, and his mind is not so clear, but compared to Arthit, he is still much better.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward to help Arthit up.

Arthit murmured in a daze, and although he followed him to stand up, he refused to use any strength and leaned softly on his shoulder.

Probably because of the drunkenness, Arthit's exhaled breath was very hot, sweeping against Kong's neck, making all the muscles in his body stiff.

"Senior Arthit, wake up, where do you live?" He calmed down, trying to wake Arthit up.

Arthit did as he wished, and opened his eyes in a daze.

He was lying on Kong's shoulder, and Kong's profile was in his eyes.

Arthit narrowed his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his fingers, tracing his eyebrows and eyes carefully.

Kong trembled all over, and grabbed his fingers: "Senior!"

Arthit didn't resist, just closed his eyes again, and rubbed his face against his neck: "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

Kong resisted the provocation brought by his unintentional actions, and continued to ask patiently: "Senior Arthit, where do you live, can I take you back?"

But the person in his arms didn't give him any response at all. Instead, he hugged him and fell asleep with peace of mind.

Kong's mind is also a little unclear.

He couldn't get it out after asking again and again, so he could only walk to his apartment with the humanoid pendant in his arms.

The place where they drank was very close to the apartment, but there was one dragged by their side, and Kong had an extremely difficult walk along the way.

With great difficulty, he dragged and hugged him to the door, but with only a moment of unlocking, senior Arthit fell limply to the ground again.

Kong hurriedly lowered himself to pick it up, but unexpectedly, he overestimated his balance ability at the moment. Not only did he miss it, but he fell on top of him.

Senior Arthit, who had been in a daze all this time, was suppressed by him and opened his eyes, "It's so heavy... what are you doing?"

☆、Chapter 4

Although he opened his eyes, Arthit's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, making it difficult to see clearly.

Kong's heartbeat immediately accelerated a lot.

He hurriedly stood up, but in such a narrow place at the door, his movement of getting up was obviously too big, and he accidentally bumped into the door frame.

The sudden pain in his arm made his previous movements useless, and he uncontrollably pressed on Arthit again.

Arthit let out a pain, pushed on his shoulder, and muttered softly: "You...you want to crush me to death?"

"I'm sorry, Senior Arthit." Kong quickly apologized.

Arthit pursed his mouth, coupled with the hazy drunken eyes and the blush on his face, he looked full of grievances: "The bed is so hard."

Kong couldn't help laughing a little.

He shook his head, this time carefully got up from Arthit, and wanted to reach out to pull him up from the ground again, but he didn't expect that the other party would not do it.

Arthit snapped his hands open, rolled over and continued to sleep.

It seemed that he really used it as a bed.

Kong knelt down helplessly, and pushed him: "Senior Arthit, get up and go to bed."

Arthit opened his eyes again in a daze.

Kong took the opportunity to continue coaxing: "Senior Arthit, get up with me, it's uncomfortable here, let's go to bed."

This tone is really no different from coaxing a child.

Arthit still wanted to refuse, but Kong had already half embraced him involuntarily.

He could only stand up following Kong's movements, but he seemed a little angry: "Why..."

Kong coaxed him nicely all the way, and finally brought him to the bedside.

As a result, they stumbled suddenly before they were about to succeed, and the two fell directly onto the bed.

But this time it was Senior Arthit who was on top of him.

This knocked Arthit awake completely.

His eyes were widened, and he looked at the face that suddenly appeared in front of him without blinking.

Kong's face was a little hot when he saw it, and he whispered: "Senior..."

Arthit suddenly smiled so that his eyes rolled up.

"Why are you?" He muttered in a low voice, just like when Kong helped him up on the wine table, he stretched out his finger and drew on Kong's face in detail, "I thought I'd never see you again it's your turn."

Kong frowned, before he understood what he meant, he was disturbed by Senior Arthit's actions.

Arthit's slender fingers lightly brushed over Kong's eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and finally landed on those warm lips.

Kong's throat couldn't help but tighten for a while, and his lips seemed to become dry in an instant.

"Senior Arthit..." He called out, subconsciously licked his lips, and his Adam's apple moved accordingly.

Arthit's eyes immediately moved to his Adam's apple, and he said with interest: "One more time."

Kong reached out to hold his arm: "Senior Arthit... get up."

Seeing that he was disobedient, Arthit seemed very unhappy, pursed his lips unconsciously, and even lowered his head directly, and licked his Adam's apple.

The warm and wet touch made Kong tremble all over, the hands that had originally pushed Arthit away changed direction uncontrollably, wrapping tightly around Arthit's waist.

Seeing that his throat moved again as he wished, Arthit bent his lips contentedly, as if addicted, and then lowered his head and leaned towards the familiar place.

"Senior." Kong's voice was hoarse.

Arthit responded, sticking out his tongue again, rubbing against his Adam's apple.

Kong swallowed, turned over abruptly, and locked Arthit tightly under him.

He gasped heavily, staring intently at Arthit's eyes, which seemed to be covered with a deep lake, unfathomably deep but full of aggression.

Arthit didn't realize that his death was imminent, and he still stared at his Adam's apple, sticking out his tongue and licking his own lips.

The moment he saw his tongue sticking out, Kong felt that the string called reason in his brain slammed and finally broke.

He held Arthit's shoulder tightly, lowered his head and covered his lips.

Arthit didn't expect him to kiss like this, and couldn't help but exclaimed, Kong subconsciously took advantage of this opportunity to invade his lips, hooked his tongue and sucked lightly.

He's been wanting to do it ever since Arthit licked it for the first time.

This sucking seemed to be electrified, and a burst of numbness spread along the tip of their tongues to their limbs in an instant.

Arthit's arm between the two suddenly went limp, and instead greedily stirred in his mouth.

Kong knew that his reaction was purely instinctive.

After all, he was so drunk that Senior Arthit probably didn't know what he was doing at all.

But Kong felt that he was probably too drunk.

Because at this moment, he couldn't find any self-control to get up.

The kiss lasted until both novices were out of breath and finally announced the end, but Kong's lips rolled to Arthit's neck.

Both of them are full-blooded young men, and the future direction of development can be imagined.

While rubbing their hands together, Kong has already stripped most of their clothes off neatly.

When his hand finally pulled the last piece of fabric left on Arthit's body, the senior finally noticed something was wrong.

He hurriedly held Kong's hand, gasped and said, "You...what are you doing."

Kong involuntarily kissed his lips again.

"Well—00...6..." Only broken bytes remained in his mouth.

After successfully tearing off the last obstacle, Kong's palm continued to slide down Arthit's waistline.

Arthit finally remembered and was nervous: "0062... kongphop!"

His voice was raised a lot: "Stop."

Kong's delicate kiss fell on his forehead again, but it was a pity that he didn't mean to be obedient at all.

After a long time...

"Hey... 0062! Get out for me! Tomorrow I will punish you... ah... 1000 push-ups!..."

☆、Chapter 5

The sound of birds chirping in the early morning is so noisy that people can't sleep peacefully.

Arthit struggled to wake up, the first thing he felt was aches all over his body.

Is he... was punished by brother Tum for running dozens of laps again?

wrong! Brother Tum has graduated, and now he is the instructor!

Arthit opened his eyes suddenly, and at the same time, all the memories of last night flooded into his mind instantly.

Oh my god... with that junior yesterday...

Arthit turned his head and looked to the side in disbelief.

This is a completely strange place, the blackout curtains in the room are still drawn, and the light is dim, making it difficult to tell the difference between morning and night, but even in this dim light, he can still remember the unspeakable things that happened in every corner target screen.

Entrance—end of bed—

Oh my god, he even licked... 0062's Adam's apple?

So he was the one who took the initiative to flirt last night?

I'm ashamed to see anyone!

Arthit covered his face with his hands, wishing he could disappear on the spot.

It is a pity that this beautiful wish could not be realized after all.

The next moment, he heard footsteps gradually approaching, and the next moment, Kong appeared in front of his eyes wiping his hair.

Seeing him waking up, Kong also had a somewhat uncomfortable expression on his face, but he quickly covered up his discomfort: "Senior, you're awake."

Arthit cleared his throat pretending to be calm, and responded in a low voice: "What time is it?"

Kong glanced at the clock on the wall: "10:30."

The corner of Arthit's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Very well, his 08:30 class has also been missed.

But now doesn't seem like the time to worry about that.

etc.