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"Hey, hey, you guys!!! What's going on? Peem, Phum?"

I tried to turn and look at the voice owner, but I could only turn my neck slightly because it was held tightly by large hands around my throat. The arms and wrists were incredibly strong and well-built. I'm impressed, a little more force and my neck would definitely snap.

I saw from the corner of my eye that Tan- today's prince charming riding a white horse - was rushing towards me. On the other side, a group of tough-looking guys, about a hundred of them, were also approaching me closely. If I had to guess, they are probably friends of this grass-fed bull.

Coming in large numbers like this, I'm gonna die for sure. I invite you all to come and witness the experience of weak knees and wobbly legs, my first time in life, at the engineering faculty's football field right now.

"Do you know this shorty, Tan?"

You're thinking just like me, buddy. I'm also wondering the same thing. Because earlier, Tan just called this guy's name and the bastard called me "shorty" again.

"Yes, I know him. He's Peem, a close friend of mine. Let him go first, Phum." How touching. At least, before I die, I got to hear Tan say that I'm his close friend. Because before this, I always thought you were a parasite. Forgive me, my friend. If there's an afterlife, we might end up sharing instant noodles again.

Tan's face tensed up, walking slowly toward us, with his hand raised to chest level. I felt like the situation was familiar like I had seen it in a crime news report when the police were coaxing a drunkard who took his wife as hostage.

"I'm begging you, Phum. Stay calm, release Peem first, and then we can talk," he said clearly. With a statement like this, and an approach like this, I'm a hostage for sure. As for Phum, he is without a doubt playing the role of a thief.

But I'm secretly concerned about one thing. A guy like Tan, who never begged anyone; Tan, the old gangster, the head of the gang that always beat people up, now coming to beg, acting all meek and considerate. It's so odd. What is it? What is going on? My nosy mind wanted to come out again, but I couldn't because my throat was tightly squeezed. When will you let me go, you bastard? I can't breathe, damn it!

"He threw his shoes at me!!!"

"Ugh, that's because he calls me 'Shorty'!" I may be short, but I will not back down. Come at me. Do you think you're the only one who can complain? Just wait I'll let everyone know about this sooner or later!! Moreover, I think I'm tough enough so if I were to die, let me shut this dog's mouth first.

"You are short."

"Whether it's true or not, you have no right to criticize my body, you fucking dog!"

"Dog? How dare you call me a fucking dog?"

"Uhh, so what'? Huh? Why? You are one."

"You-"

"What-"

"Stop!!! Enough!!!"

"Who do you choose?!" Both this bastard and I stopped spitting at each other and turned to ask Tan, ready to hear his answer. Tan hesitated, looking back and forth between us with a troubled expression like he was about to cry. You don't have to hesitate, my dear friend. There's no reason for you to be indecisive. This choice is easy, because we are the bestest friends. I am your only answer. Just say it, easy peasy. Just say it, choose me, SAY IT!

"Um...uh..."

"Tan!! I'm your friend!" we shouted together again. Huh, this guy is your friend? How come I don't know him? I thought as I tried to wriggle out of his grip but it's not working. Struggling on my own was tiring, so I stopped. Meanwhile, he kept staring at me, close enough to count his eyelashes. When he saw me stop, he turned to look at Tan, then turned back to stare at me, then looked back at Tan again. Are you trying to act tough?

"Phum, let's leave this matter, okay? Anyway, he's just a friend of Tan. Don't make it a big deal"

Someone standing near Tan spoke up. I saw it from the corner of my eye. I couldn't turn my neck because I'd been held by this lunatic until numb. When I caught a glimpse of that person's face, although it wasn't very clear, it was clear enough to see a gentle glow radiate around him. Like an aura of nobility and aristocracy floating around. When I saw his face, I wanted to use royal vocabulary. Most importantly, he was very tall. Another tall person around here? Unbearable! I'm so jealous. I wish I could be tall like that, towering over the fashion trends, so no one could mock me in broad daylight (calling me short at night is also prohibited)

"Yes yes, people are staring now Phum. Why don't you put this brat down?"

"Fuck you! Who the hell are you calling a brat?"

I jerked my head back to look at the person who dared to call me a brat. One is a brat, another is a shorty. Even my parents have never called me that, you jerks.

I was ready to leap at that jerk when this asshole suddenly released my collar, causing me to lose my balance. In exchange, he blocked me with his hand, shoving at my forehead. All I could manage was extend my short arms out to attach, but it looked more like a flapping fish out of water.

The more I heard their laughter, the more irritated I became. Their laughter was insanely mocking, penetrating deep into the lower left chamber of my heart. I wouldn't have been so broken if I hadn't heard Tharn's laughter mixed in with those morons. I'm not a damn joke, you fucks.

"Damn it, Tan! Are you laughing at me?" I exclaimed. Tan quickly covered his mouth, suppressing his laughter with a guilty expression.

"No, bro, no, no," he said, shaking his head while holding back his laughter. "Phum, you see. Ai'Peem is just a bit crazy like this. He's harmless, no danger, never mean to anyone. Let my friend go, consider it a favor for me. If there's any issue, let's talk it out slowly. We're all friends, right?" He turned to ask for opinions from everyone, including the engineering guys ready to jump in at any moment. I'm confused. Why do they speak as if I'm the one at fault? That damn guy is the wrong one. Why should I beg for mercy from him?

The person in front of me grinned immediately as Tan finished speaking, then started to tug at the collar of my shirt again. Oii, what the hell are you doing to my shirt? Or do you want it? I'll take it off for you. Let me go!!

"I won't let go!!! / You don't have to beg him!!"

Fuck, we spoke at the same time again. This is the third time already so it isn't a coincidence anymore. Fate? Heh, more like misfortune.

I stared straight at him. He also stared back at me in a nonchalant manner. His face is so clear. Smooth and fine skin, not a single pimple. Would it be weird if I asked for skincare tips now?

"Do you guys see that he hasn't realized anything at all?"

"Huh, the one who should say it is me, not you."

"Oh, really?" Is this such a big deal?

Amidst the war between us (no weapons, only eye contact), the bastard used his strange gaze to look at me from head to toe then reveal a smirk, he said...

"Hmm, take a closer look, you seem pretty cute. Since you're Tan's friend, I'll let you go if you apologize to me first."

Oh, you motherfucker.

"Are you dreaming you jerk!? You kicked the ball and hit me, then had the audacity to insult me, and now you want me to apologize? Are you crazy or just plain stupid?" Keep waiting, wait until salt turns into sugar then I'll apologize. He gritted his teeth until his jawline tightened before he bowed down, lowering his face to speak close to my face.

"Well, you got quite a mouth huh? I have given you a chance to apologize. If you don't..." He paused for a moment, then spit out a sentence that made my blood boil, sizzle, and ready to burst.

"Bow to my feet, and I'll let you go."

Wow, wow, wow, I am speechless.

I could feel the rage building up inside me, making my muscles twitch and tremble, my body shaking uncontrollably. My eyes widened so much that they almost popped out.

"Bow down? Huh! Who the hell are you to make me bow down? The only person I'd bow down to is Lord Buddha! How the hell did you grow up to become so arrogant like this?? Rude and deranged, you think you're in a drama?

And with that, all my patience is gone, I finally reached the breaking point. When I saw that mischievous smile, I didn't need to wait for a court ruling or legal proceedings. I made my judgment by...

A kick to the nut!!!

"Oh!!!!! Fuckkk!"

That bastard doubled over, clutching his "junior", screaming without sound. His face turned various shades like Maybelline blushes.

Everyone was stunned by the rapid turn of events, like a thunderbolt striking. His friends rushed to check on him while he kept shouting incoherent words. Heh, no need to waste time checking because I guarantee there's no chance that his "junior" can't raise its head anytime soon. Even amid life and death situations, that dickhead still didn't stop glaring at me with murderous eyes, attempting to raise a finger to point at my face, but his hand trembled and fell to the side. What a pitiful sight.

I stood there, watching him gasp for breath for about two seconds, then quickly ran away, ignoring the threatening growls. I paid no attention to the calls from Tan. When I got far enough from the scene, I had no idea where to go. The anger was terrifying. My heart was pounding rapidly. I had to tell myself to breathe in and out slowly. I loosened the grip on my clenched fists, realizing I had been holding tension since who knows when. I swallowed the dry saliva in my parched throat. Closing my eyes, hoping that the rhythm of my breath would calm me down. But the next moment, my eyes widened and I shouted loudly

"Oh shit! I completely forgottttt!"

(T/N: dude forgot his slippers :) )