West: The Sun From Another Star

I didn't realise how much time had passed. The exam period felt like a journey through time. It was just reading, taking exams, reading, taking exams. It was a repetitive cycle, to the point where I almost lost track of the days. I only knew what to read today and what exams I had tomorrow and the day after. That's it. Actually, I didn't know much; I just followed whatever Fah told me to do for the exam.

 

After the exams, we went back to partying, then went back to studying, then back to partying again. This cycle repeated for a month; we had exams for a whole month. It's a very stressful cycle. Who says doctors can't sleep? I've already slept for three hours! Who could sleep more than I?

Ah, there's someone here...

That's annoying.

 

"Thit, don't tease it," Fah reminded me while I was bullying George, the department dog. Why does he, being a dog, get to sleep more than me? I should probably kick him. I'm really good at kicking dogs and cursing at women.

 

"I'll put poison in there," I threatened while harassing George by groping him, grabbing his ears, cheeks, and hands. He opened his eyes, looked at me, then lay back down to sleep, seemingly unconcerned. He'd probably gotten tired of me; whenever he saw me, he'd usually walk away. That damn dog, one day I'll squeeze his testicles.

 

"Glancing at me? You want to die!"

 

"My friend has started talking to dogs lately," Jo said, sighing as they waited for me to tease George. "Let's go, I'm hungry."

 

"Uh, uh," I said before standing up, and I couldn't help but lightly kick its fat belly. This damn dog is so enviable, just eating and sleeping until it gets obese. Unbelievable, have I gotten to the point of envying dogs?

 

Then we went out to eat together while waiting for the afternoon exam. After the exam, I went back to sleep as usual. Around two in the morning, I woke up from the dead once again, feeling incredibly refreshed. I went outside to smoke on the balcony to relieve stress. Actually, if I had more time, I probably would have watched some porn to relax, but I didn't. In just ten minutes, I had to go back to that cafe.

 

I swear I'll hate that cafe forever. It's like my brain has programmed me to read if I go there, so it feels disgusted by the place for no apparent reason. Otherwise, I wouldn't even bother driving past it.

 

I saw the kid with the blue hair from the next room standing on the balcony, holding a cat. I'd seen that cat before; it was a black cat, blind in one eye. The cat looked very mischievous, and it was a male. Seeing it, I wanted to squeeze its testicles to see what they were.

 

Why am I like this? Everywhere I see dogs and cats, I want to squeeze their testicles. It's crazy!

 

Yes, but cat eggs are very soft!

Yeah, maybe I'm a little crazy, but I can't sleep. So what? Who am I talking to anyway?

 

"Hey," it called out to me when it realised I was outside smoking.

 

"What?"

 

"Summer vacation is coming soon."

 

"Ah, yes." I nodded slightly, understanding what he meant. Our most recent conversation had also been about returning home. Yes, basically, we'll let him have his summer break, and I'll go after my exams are over. Actually, because of the upcoming exams, I haven't thought much about it.

 

"I have exams in three days."

 

"Okay, see you later."

 

"Yeah." That's all I replied, then I lit a cigarette before going back into my room to get ready to continue studying. I'm feeling a bit discouraged. I'm so discouraged, I don't want to study anymore.

 

I opened the Line app when I got a notification. There was a Line group chat of four of us, quite deserted because we didn't know what to talk about. I turned off notifications for the group chat and all the chats, too. How annoying! But it seems like someone in the group tagged me.

 

T.fha : @Jhan @H. @☀️

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Previous day's test scores

Jhan: This is really annoying, you bastard!

H: Are you complaining about the exam scores?

Jhan: Cursing at Thit!

☀️:

You keep cursing at them, and they still give you points?

I'm not going to lose to you!

Jhan: Laughing hahaha 

T.fha: Too bad hahahaha

Have you checked your scores yet?

☀️: Don't watch.

If you don't watch, you won't fail.

H.: 12/50

It's yours.

☀️: You're a real jerk, Hill.

But at least Jo is just like me hahahaha

Jhan: Uh hahahahaha

Will I fail?

☀️: It won't fall.

T.fha: Are you sure?

☀️: I'm thick-skinned; even if I get a zero, I won't fail.

Did Jo fail?

Jhan: They're probably not the same.

If you keep studying, you might get a higher score in the next exam.

H.: Hopefully, the worst-case scenario won't happen hahahaha

Jhan: Yeah, you're right.

Meat, are you coming over here?

☀️: It's coming out soon.

: How?

Jhan : Could you please buy some fried bananas from the stall on the corner?

My wife said he wanted to eat.

☀️: Where's your wife?

No need to ask, we don't know each other.

Jhan: So, are you going to help or not?

☀️No, I'm not buying it.

Jhan: Meat!

Do it properly, you bastard!

You know I'm completely devoted to you.

It's just with Hill, right? @H

H:☀️

Jhan: Just kidding.

H: That's your father!

Jhan: Oh, I thought you were shy around me.

So now he's become my dad?

☀️: Damn 5555555555555

T.fha: Hill is getting serious now 555555555

☀️Oh, aren't you living together?

T.fha: I'm at the cafe with Hill.

Jo is going to eat.

☀️So why not just buy some fried bananas yourself?

Jhan: We'll take a different route.

Are you coming over here?

: *Send image*

☀️They're forcing me to transfer money again.

Jhan: Take the fried ones too, please.

H: Yeah, Thit, please buy the bag for me.

Two bags always go!

: *Send image*

☀️You guys transferred the money really quickly.

Fah, are you buying it?

T.fha: No need.

☀️Okay.

 

I left the group chat. Initially, I remember when we first met, we created the group and named it Med. from Medicine. After a while of studying, Jo added a middle finger emoji to the group name, like, "I'm giving this to you guys."

 

As I was about to log out of Line, my eyes accidentally caught a message from Khram, which I had turned off notifications for a long time ago and hadn't even read. I left it there, and there were dozens of messages.

 

☁️: Hey~

I'm coming home this weekend.

I'm about to board the plane.

You still haven't answered me.

 

☀️: What is it?

So why are you telling me this?

 

☁️: Read it again.

Yeah, you can repeat that. I'm going back to Thailand soon.

Please tell Dao for me.

Neither you nor Dao paid any attention to my messages.

But Dao probably hasn't unblocked me yet.

Dao said he would come to talk, but he's still blocking me?

 

☀️Why did you come back?

He said he wouldn't be back for two months.

☁️Well, it's been two months already.

☀️Really?

☁️Yeah.

…….

 

☀️Your ex-husband is coming home soon.

ss .: Oh.

When is that?

☀️He's already on the plane.

ss.:👍🏻

 

That's all for now. I'll put my phone down, pack my things, and continue reading. And don't forget to buy some fried bananas for them.

 

Honestly, that kid with the blue hair already has some kind of "daddy," doesn't he? Why do I have to be his protector? If he says he has a new boyfriend, then it's all over. Or maybe the "daddy" thing is a secret? Then I shouldn't say anything at all.

 

Or maybe it shouldn't be "daddy"?

He could be my real father.

Or maybe I'm just overthinking things.

Yeah, never mind, let's read first.

 

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I sat, working with Uncle Jeon, his head on my lap. My right hand was drawing, and my left hand was playing with the soft plush toy placed on my thigh. I really like Jeon's paws; they're like mangosteens. After a while, Jeon got off my lap and lay down somewhere else. If I weren't working, I'd be playing with him again, but right now I can't leave work.

 

I'm currently taking my midterm exams. There are only two or three subjects left. When I remembered I had to go to California during the break, I asked my neighbour. He said the exams would be over in three days, and so would mine. I don't buy cigarettes from him anymore, so I can't call him "the cigarette seller," and since Uncle Jeon is here, I can't smoke. So I decided to quit altogether.

 

But that beautiful lighter he bought is still on the display shelf. I'm a collector, and I don't know why I don't like calling people by their names. If there were something else I could call him by his nickname, I'd prefer, like "Mew's boyfriend," "North's boyfriend," "Ter's boyfriend," or something like that.

 

I received a message from my neighbour saying that the person would be returning. That person uses a cloud as their profile picture on Line. I don't really want to call him by his name. Since there's still plenty of time before he comes back, I have plenty of time to mentally prepare myself. I think nothing will happen.

 

Thank you, Uncle Jeon. You saved me and were a wonderful therapy. I think I'll take Uncle Jeon to see him, just in case something unexpected happens.

 

I worked until midnight. When the work was finished, I got up from my computer desk. Seeing Jeon sleeping so peacefully, I couldn't resist teasing him a little, but I was careful not to wake him up.

 

Actually, in the eyes of others, Jeon might not be very cute. Jeon is a black American Shorthair cat, a very common breed, not a rare one. His face isn't particularly friendly either, but that's just how he's been since he was a kitten.

 

Uncle Jeon is blind in one eye. Before I found him, he was probably harmed or abandoned because of his blindness. If that's the case, his previous owner must have been very cruel. But never mind, I will never abandon Uncle Jeon. This loyal slave will never abandon him.

 

I took my hand off the mangosteen-like foot and went to take a shower. I told Cream not to contact or bother me too much, otherwise I would stop doing her charity work. Cream listened. While showering, I didn't see her much anymore, but the sounds of the other two people committing suicide were still there. Perhaps they couldn't avoid repeating it. After taking a shower, I went to bed to prepare for tomorrow's exam.

 

I was resting at the department's cafe after finishing my exams. It had been two days since my neighbour said that the person would be back. They should be arriving soon, but I still haven't unblocked his account.

 

I don't have a single friend in my department. When working, I usually ask professors to let me do it on my own, and I don't participate in the freshman orientation activities. That's why some people in my class don't like me very much, especially the class president, who always looks at me with disdain whenever she sees me. But oh well, I've tried so hard for many years, and I'll definitely continue like this until graduation. It's exhausting.

 

North and I are completely different. North is approachable, easygoing, and has many friends. He probably already knows everyone in the school. Sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to be as cheerful and always smiling as North. But thinking about it, I probably couldn't do it. It's really exhausting.

 

I still wonder why Ter approached me and started chatting during that time. I always tried to be polite and friendly to people who… well, how should I put it, only to those who were necessary. For example, when Ter came to join the painting club, I had to smile and invite Ter's boyfriend to join, because I was also following the group's information a bit to learn more about it. I heard that Ter and his friends were quite popular and the teacher needed more members in the club, otherwise it would be shut down.

 

But in the end, everyone left one by one because the teacher at my club was very strict.

It's strange how Ter came along, and I felt a sense of trust in him. I don't know why, it's hard to describe, but once we started talking, we became closer. Ter is like a blue light; looking at him is pleasant, and I feel comfortable around him.

 

Mew is cute and very kind. He's always cheerful and wishes everyone the best, like a rosy glow. It's thanks to kind people like him that the world becomes a more beautiful place.

 

North is like a yellow or orange light, slightly dazzling but bright, making everything feel cheerful. However, looking at him for too long can be tiring for the eyes, because North is so full of energy that it drains my energy. And I already have little energy to use each day.

 

Speaking of energy, I remember my time studying taekwondo. Back then, I had so much energy and was incredibly active.

 

Why am I comparing people to light? Maybe it's because I'm too tired to drive back to the dorm right now. Even driving slowly, I still feel exhausted. I want to go see Uncle Jeon, but I'm too tired.

 

I was sitting reading manga on my phone. I'm a very low user of social media. I hardly ever go on Facebook, only using it to post work-related pictures. LINE is for communication, and Instagram is just for posting work-related photos. While I was intently looking at the manga, I received a notification from my neighbour's Line account.

 

☀️: Khram is back.

You still haven't unblocked him?

ss.: I forgot.

☀️He asked when you could meet.

ss.: Any day is fine.

☀️Let's go today.

I'm going to California tomorrow.

ss.: Tomorrow?

☀️Yeah.

Let's go this afternoon.

Have you finished your exams yet?

ss.: It's over, all the exams are finished.

☀️Okay, let's finish this conversation.

You want me to go with you, right?

ss.: Yes.

☀️Just let me know where we're meeting.

ss.:👍🏻

…...

 

ss.: 👋🏻

☁️: Dao, why did you only unblock TT now?

ss.: 5 o'clock at the cafe.

☁️: Okay, sure.

Today?

ss.: 👍🏻

☁️: hahahahaha, you still like sending this emoji as much as you did before, huh?

ss.:🖕🏻

☁️: 😭

.....

 

I really wanted to take Uncle Jeon along, but I probably couldn't because I only have a motorbike, and it would be difficult to carry him. Besides, the cafe probably wouldn't allow it inside, and if it wasn't a cafe, I don't know where else we could go. I went back to shower and change clothes, then sat and chatted with Uncle Jeon for a while until it was time.

Oh, I forgot to tell the neighbour.

ss.: 5 o'clock, at the cafe.

☀️: Yeah.

 

As the time approached, I took Putcharaman out of the apartment to the cafe, which was a while away. Once I parked, looking around the cafe made me a little nervous about meeting that person. I walked in slowly and saw someone who looked like the person sitting with their back to me.

 

I went and sat opposite him. The person sitting in front of me looked up, and our eyes met. Familiar eyes that I hadn't seen in years. I looked into his eyes for a moment, and that made me certain that I no longer loved him… My heart isn't pounding anymore; it just feels a little sore.

 

"Wow, that's a beautiful hair colour!" he said casually. I didn't reply, just lowered my head to look at the menu to order a drink. "How have you been lately?"

 

"It's nothing special. How about you?" I asked in return.

 

“Actually, it’s not very good,” he replied, shrugging slightly. The man in front of me seemed to have changed a little since I last saw him about three years ago. How should I put it? He seemed a bit more mature, and his style of dress was different. Back then, he didn’t like wearing this kind of shirt at all.

 

And the only thing I remember is that he didn't like wearing shirts. Maybe it's because my memory has faded a lot, and it's been three or four years since we broke up. I remember him vehemently refusing when I bought him one, but now that memory is no longer real.

 

I don't remember what he liked to eat, his usual phrases, or his little habits. I don't remember anymore, only what he did. Perhaps, as my grandmother said, it's become ingrained in my mind, and it's time to forget.

 

Before I could say anything more, my neighbour walked into the cafe. He sat down next to the person opposite me. We looked at each other.

 

"Is it meat?"

"Oh, so you're Khram?"

 

"Yeah, why are you here?"

"Well, I'm just doing my job."

 

"Still trying? Get out of here."

 

"I told him to come," I said. That made the person chasing me pause and look annoyed.

 

"What are you talking about?" the neighbour asked. "Hurry up, I want to go back to sleep. I've been reading non-stop for days."

 

"You? Reading a book?"

 

"Yeah, it's me. What's the problem, you bastard?"

 

"There's no joking around here, both in chat and in real life."

 

"I told you to get it over with quickly, but this guy keeps making a fuss," the neighbour began to complain with a displeased expression.

 

"Okay. Dao, I'm sorry."

“…”

 

"About everything."

 

"What's going on?"

 

"Huh?"

 

"Tell me, what is it? Is there anything I don't know?" I said in my usual calm tone, looking into the slightly trembling dark brown eyes. The person in front of me let out a deep sigh.

 

My hands are under the table. I took off my bracelet to try to read his emotions. I want to know how he feels… This was the first time I had done that with him.

 

"I... I was flirting with Dao because of a bet with his friends."

 

"Are you betting money?"

 

“My friends said that Dao is very private and would definitely be hard to win over. So we challenged each other during a drinking session to see who would successfully woo you.”

 

"How much?"

“…”

 

"How much?" I asked again.

"Five thousand."

 

"Ha." I nodded, "You can't even earn five thousand yourself?"

 

“Then I started to approach Dao, but honestly, when I got to know you, I found you really cute. You took care of me and showed me attention to everything. But because of a bet with my friends, I didn't dare show my feelings too much. I was afraid they would say…”

 

"Ah." I nodded, a wave of guilt beginning to wash over me because of him.

 

"I also thought, 'Well, there's no love involved, just an intention to take advantage.' So..."

 

"You started seeing someone else," I said. He nodded slowly.

 

"As for the rest, Dao already knows..."

 

"Tell me," I insisted. Although I already knew most of it, I wanted him to speak up to confirm for myself just how many mistakes he had made. To make him feel guilty for what he did to me…

 

“Dao, I’m sorry. I secretly had an affair with someone else while we were video calling. I tricked you out of money to gamble on football by lying that my mother was sick. I also secretly took your cash. At that time, you searched everywhere but couldn’t find the money, which was crucial, and you had just earned. I even secretly took your manuscript and sold it. I lied countless times, while you treated me so well.”

 

"Damn it." The guy in the next room frowned at the person beside him, "I thought I was already terrible, but after hearing you say that, I think I'm pretty normal. Damn it."

 

"I know, but why do you have to keep bringing it up?"

 

"Well, I can't help but curse. Why didn't you choose someone better?" He turned and said, "Do you think you're so handsome doing that, you bastard?"

 

"I intended to use that money to pay for her medical treatment," I said. The person opposite me immediately stopped, then their expression changed.

 

"X... I'm sorry."

 

"Because we had to pay for all the medical expenses, we had to rush to raise that money. At that point, it was almost too late, because we were also building a new house. While our family was under immense stress, you were using that money to gamble on football; you must have had a great time, right?"

 

“…”

“Do you remember when you first started pursuing me?” I said calmly, “You picked me up and dropped me off every day, lent me your jacket when it rained, stopped to buy grilled meat in the mornings, took me to my extra classes in the evenings, waited until I finished, and then took me home. I decided to love you because no one had ever treated me so well before.”

 

"...um."

"I like you, I like your kindness."

 

“…”

"But I don't know why, it's just that I didn't truly love myself, right?"

 

"No, actually, I think I loved Dao. It's just... It's just that at the time..."

"No, don't say the word 'love'."

 

“…”

"That's disgusting."

 

“…Wow.” My next-door neighbour gently teased me about my bluntness. Because that’s exactly how I felt. He dared to say he loved me while doing such things. Betrayal alone was bad enough, but he made things even worse.

 

"Just because I have value. Just because you like it when I'm stupid. Just because you like the way I obediently follow you around like a dog. And now you come back, carrying a sense of guilt as if he's the good guy. So, feeling better now? Regretting it, huh? Ah, so you're remorseful, right? So I should forgive someone who's remorseful, right?"

 

"Do you think you're so smart deceiving me like that, admin? I don't think I know. A fool like you, only knowing how to follow your friends' advice, it's pathetic to be afraid that no one will accept you. I don't understand why you're so pathetic. Do they even consider you a friend? Those guys only want to swindle your money. Wouldn't it be more satisfying to use your own hard-earned money to hang out with people like that? And what do they say about you behind your back? Have you ever wondered?"

 

“…”

“Trying to swindle us out of money? Actually, I doubted it. It’s ridiculous that I trusted you so much. I should have known you didn’t deserve it. You even dared to steal someone else’s manuscript. Did that manuscript sell for a good price? How much? To spend on drinks with your fake friends? Or did they say it wasn’t enough and tell you to get more? Oh, right, because besides the money, you have nothing. And now you’re playing the role of a pitiful repentant person? Unfortunately, I don’t see anything pitiful about you.”

 

“…A knife?” The person opposite me began to turn pale. I sighed slightly before raising my cup of green tea to drink. Those were the thoughts I had kept hidden for a long time.

 

“…”

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry."

 

"No forgiveness."

 

"So… what do you want to talk about?" he asked, his voice trembling.

 

"I just want to say that I will never forgive you. Think I'll forgive you? I'm not that good, and you think you deserve forgiveness? That's shameless. Use your brain a little. Get out of my life right now. Right now, you don't even deserve to hear 'it's okay'."

 

I stood up from the table and was held back by a hand, just as I expected. My neighbour immediately pulled his hand away.

 

"That's enough, okay? I'm fed up."

 

“…” He said nothing and obediently sat down. I sensed that he was genuinely remorseful and had realised his mistake, but so what? What about my broken heart? Why should I forgive and say it’s okay for such a cruel person? Because I'm not that kind-hearted.

 

After thinking for a whole month about what to do when I see him, I finally realised that I really can't forgive him. I will tell him all my feelings; all the deep pain I've been hiding will be released. I have no reason to be kind to him, after all that he's done. It's cruel to someone who has been loyal to the love they deserve. And today, that person has lost faith in love.

...

As I was getting ready to leave, I received a call from Ter. I answered immediately.

 

"What's up?"

 

(I was worried about you. How are you? Have you talked to him yet?)

 

"It wasn't really a conversation; I was more like scolding him."

 

(Are you scolding me?)

"YES."

 

(Oh, so there's no problem, right? If North 

heard this, he'd probably say you did a great job.)

 

"Really? No problem, I'm almost home anyway."

 

(What about the money?)

 

"I don't know, but it was anger that had been building up for a long time, and I just vented what came to mind at the time. Actually, there's so much more I want to say, but that's enough."

 

(Oh, really? Is Dao doing alright?)

 

"It's okay, now that I've said it, I feel relieved, like I've gotten my revenge."

 

(Yeah, great, congratulations! Go tell the group too, those two are waiting to hear it.)

 

"Yeah, okay, I'll go home now."

(Drive carefully.)

"YES."

 

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“It hurts so much, damn it!” – Khram, sitting next to me, clutched his head and mumbled like a man possessed. He was referring to the words the blue-haired kid had just said. Not a single swear word, just calm words, but his eyes held a contemptuous look, as if he considered Khram worthless. “How could I forget? I’m no longer the one he loves. Dao wasn’t usually the easy type, let alone with someone who treated him so badly.”

 

"Don't you have any friends to play with?"

 

"Yes, but they were all just scammers. Back then, I was afraid of not having friends, so I clung to them. They were cool, and I wanted a group, so I listened to everything they said. But in the end, they were just dogs."

 

"That's pathetic," I said, sighing wearily. The kid with the blue hair had already left the shop. Maybe it was time for me to go home.

 

"Hey Thit, come sit down and have a drink with me."

 

"What the hell? No way!"

 

"Are you about to take an exam? I heard you're studying. Have you finished your exam yet?"

 

"Okay, it's done."

"Let's treat them."

“…”

"I'll treat you to imported liquor too."

"Do you think someone like me can be bribed with imported liquor?"

 

Yes, that's right, I can?

 

I sat watching Khram sitting on the small sofa next to me, constantly raising his glass and drinking alcohol without stopping. But honestly, I think it deserved it. If it were me, I would have definitely beaten him to a pulp. I don't know how painful betrayal is because I've never been in a relationship; I just know it's terrible. But stealing money and manuscripts is unacceptable. Money is very important!

 

"Huhu... sniff."

Oh, it's really crying.

 

"Honestly, I was prepared for the insults. When I saw that look in his eyes, I became even more certain that he no longer loved me. And it's true, I don't deserve forgiveness. Thinking back, I really don't deserve forgiveness; I can only blame myself."

 

“…” I didn’t know what to say to him, so I let him continue rambling on, still under the influence of alcohol. I continued drinking my own. Now that the exam was over, I intended to sleep in, but I ended up drinking again. Well, I guess I’ll just celebrate a little.

 

"Have you ever had a girlfriend/boyfriend?"

"Never. Why?"

 

"Oh, nothing unusual."

"Hmph."

 

"Yeah, I'm about to leave too," he suddenly said, putting the bottle down. He didn't bother pouring the wine into a glass, leaving it in the bottle. "I don't plan on staying in Thailand long, just passing through."

 

"Yeah."

"Do you think his cursing at me would make him feel any better?"

 

"I don't know, maybe there is. Otherwise, they wouldn't have kept cursing."

 

"Yeah, that's true. At least his anger has been somewhat relieved."

"Yeah, you monkey."

"How is Dao doing living here?"

"How would I know?"

"Not close?"

"What is the body for?"

"Oh, I thought you liked Dao or something, that's why you agreed to help."

"Pfft, what are you thinking? We only have an agreement," I said, thinking about tomorrow when I have to fly to California with him.

 

"Sigh, I guess I've become the one who made him lose faith in love. Back then..."

 

Then he started rambling on about all the good qualities of that blue-haired kid, but I wasn't paying attention. Instead, I deliberately looked away. I didn't want to know anyway; this guy was drunk and just kept rambling on. I had drunk enough and thought I should go home. I couldn't get drunk today because I had to drive. I looked at my friend lying drunk on the sofa and felt sorry for him.

'Do I have to take it home? No way!' I thought to myself, leaving it there would be fine too.

 

"...You're back?" It opened its eyes halfway and asked when it saw me stand up.

 

"Yeah."

 

"I'm going home too," he said before struggling to stand up and slowly walking out of the cafe. I didn't pay much attention, just let him go. Then he stopped by his car, "Oh, I was going to say... that's a nice car."

 

"Yeah."

 

"I really need to pee."

 

"Huh!!" I exclaimed in surprise when he suddenly unzipped his pants and relieved himself right next to my wheel. This guy was outrageous! Enraged, I lunged at him and punched him the moment he zipped them back up. "You damn bastard!" I cursed angrily.

 

He recoiled from drunkenness, almost falling, and with my anger still unquenched, I lunged at him, punched him to the ground, and then kicked him a few more times.

 

"Hic! Aaa, stop! I'm sorry!"

 

"You're so mean, you bastard! Why aren't you peeing next to me?"

 

"Ugh... it hurts so much! I already offered you a drink!"

 

"You offered me a drink so I could sit and listen to your rambling, not so you could pee on my car's wheels! You're a complete jerk!" I said, my voice full of frustration. Then I kicked it in the stomach, causing it to curl up.

 

"Oh!"

 

"...I'll pee on you too!"

 

"Calm down, don't take it that far! Oh, that hurts! I'm sober now!"

 

"You bastard!" I yelled, furious. I kicked him so hard my leg ached, but I still wasn't over my anger. What kind of drunk person pees on someone's car wheel like that? It made me not want to drive at all. Even a dog peeing on me wouldn't make me as angry as this!

 

"Oh! It's just a little bit of urination! Ouch, it hurts so much!"

 

"Damn you!!" I kicked him again, leaving him lying there groaning on the ground. I was really fed up with this bastard. I decided to call Direk. Soon after, he answered and started cursing as usual.

 

"Direk, call someone to bring a replacement car, there's a drunk guy who peed on the wheel."

 

(Damn, what the hell is this?)

"Hurry up!"

 

(Then who was that shouting so loudly?)

"That drunk guy! I'm kicking him right now!"

 

(Calm down, but yeah, a little bit of teasing is fine. Who pees on someone else's car tyres?) Direk said, his voice tinged with a small laugh. I sighed in frustration, (Yeah, I'll have someone bring a replacement car.)

"Yeah, I can't drive, I'd smell like urine."

(Uh, which restaurant are you at?)

"The Hib restaurant."

(Okay.)

Direk hung up. The only thing I need to do now is stand here and wait for a replacement car to arrive. This is outrageous; the more I think about it, the more I want to kick him again.

 

After waiting for ages, I suddenly remembered something. Since things had come to this point, I had to take a picture and send it to that kid with the blue hair. I wanted him to see that the ex-boyfriend he kept cursing at had been thoroughly beaten by me.

Before, he even asked me to help him fight. Although I didn't intend to do it at first... It's all done now. I'm completely bruised from kicking.

 

I quickly snapped a picture and then hurried out of the area immediately because I couldn't stand that jerk.

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I beat him up.

That's the end of the matter with this bastard.

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