01: Too Much Hate

Phukong was sitting beside the hospital bed that was occupied by his brother.

"That fuc—Mil! I'm sure he did that on purpose!" Sarawat said, "He is just too jealous that I'm dating Tine!"

"Phi, I'm tired of listening the same time over and over again," Phukong said.

He took his bag from the bed and said, "I'm leaving. I'll pay you a visit tomorrow if I have enough time to spare. See you."

Phukong walked towards the door and greeted Tine who was coming in.

"Hoi! Are you leaving already?" Tine said, smiling.

Phukong nodded. "Yes, Phi. I have a lot of assignments to complete," He said.

"Ah!" Tine exclaimed, "Alright."

He took a coke can out of his bag and gave it to Phukong.

"Take this. It'll refresh you," Tine said.

Phukong took the can and waiied at Tine. "Thank you, Phi," He said.

He then walked out of the room.

"Mil is so childish! I just hate him!"

Phukong heard Sarawat yelling from inside the room.

He just clenched hard on his bag as he walked out of the hospital.

*

"Phukong!" Mil exclaimed, happily. He waved at the latter and ran towards him.

"Sawadee krap, P'Mil," Phukong said, waiing at the panting senior.

"Wadee krap!" Mil said, composing himself, "Are you free later?"

Phukong looked at his schedule and nodded. "Yes, Phi. Why?" He asked.

"I'm having a football match at 7," Mil said, "Join us."

'Football match?' Phukong thought, 'Right! He doesn't know that P'Wat is my brother.'

Phukong nodded. "I'll meet you at 6:50, Phi," He said, calmly.

"Great!" Mil said, "I'll see you soon!"

With that, he walked away with his friends.

Phukong watched Mil till he disappeared in the crowd.

"Phukong~ Sit with us!" A bunch of girls, in the same year, yelled.

Phukong smiled in apology and shook his head. "I'm sorry. I already have other plans," He said, "Maybe next time."

"Ow!"

The latter marched toward the huge football field.

Inhaling the fresh air, Phukong smiled. 'Wouldn't it be good if life was as nice as the fresh air?' He thought.

"Phukong!"

An angry voice made the boy flinched in shock.

Phukong turned around and saw Boss and Man.

"P'Boss, P'Man, it's just you two. You made me scared," He said. He then raised his palms and waiied them.

"There are other people in the campus! Why did you only find Boss's sweetheart to have a crush on?!" Man asked.

Phukong looked puzzled.

"But, Phi, I have a crush on my senior—"

"Yes!" Man yelled, "That senior is Boss's sweetheart!"

"Haa! P'Boss, you have a crush on P'Mil too?!" Phukong exclaimed, eyes widened.

Boss nodded. "Yes! I have a crush on her—Huh?! You have a crush on Mil?!" He said.

Phukong nodded, innocently. "I do, but he doesn't even notice me unless there's a football match or a project," He said.

"Maybe," Boss said, "You should enter the cheerleading club."

Man nodded. "Yeah! Tine was also in the cheerleading club—"

"So you want me to turn into another P'Tine?" Phukong said, "Sorry, Phi but I would prefer it if P'Mil liked me as Phukong not as P'Tine."

Phukong waiied at the two seniors and walked away.

*

Phukong was doing his assignments in his room for the rest of the day.

6:30PM

"Ah, it's already half past six. I need to meet P'Mil in 20 minutes," He said to himself.

Phukong then started assembling his papers together and when he finished, he went directly to the football field.

"Phukong! Over here!" Mil yelled, waving at the latter.

"Sawadee krap, P'Mil," Phukong said, "I'm not too late, I hope."

Mil shook his head, saying, "No, no. You're on time."

He then gave Phukong a pair of clothes and told him, "Here. Change into these."

"Krap,"

*

The football match was going well. Mil and Phukong were winning.

"Mil plays so well. Why did he have to cheat to win against Sarawat?"

"I know right,"

Phukong shook his head, unamused and drank his water.

"Ai'Mil! That move you played with Sarawat was just wow!"

Phukong frowned.

Mil laughed. "Yeah?" He asked, "I don't think it was just 'wow'."

The other boy hit Mil's shoulder jokingly and said, "Sarawat is literally in the hospital."

Mil winked.

Phukong clenched his water bottle so hard, that it became twisted and the water dripped out of it.

"Nong!" Mil yelled, "Let's play again!"

Phukong nodded.

"P'Mil," He called, "This time, I'll play against you this time."

Mil frowned. "Huh? Why?" He asked, feeling perplexed.

Phukong shrugged. "Just like that," He answered.

"Okay," Mil said, "I don't mind."

Both of them went to their respective team.

The game was going well. Both teams were playing their best, until Phukong did something unimaginable.

He kicked Mil's knee so hard that the latter couldn't stand up.

"Phukong!" Mil yelled, "What the **** are you doing?!"

Phukong glared at Mil and yelled back, "Doing what you did to my brother!"

He then took his bag and left the football field.

Mil was surprised, knowing the truth.

*

The next day, Phukong was trying to avoid Mil, by staying in the library.

"Phukong, stop avoiding me,"

Phukong froze at the voice. He stood up and turned his back towards the senior.

"What do you mean, Phi? I'm not avoiding you," He said, taking his notes from the table.

Mil grabbed Phukong's arm and, forcefully, made the latter turn towards him.

"Then why are you not looking at me?" He asked, seriously.

Phukong removed his arm from Mil's grip and said, "Stop getting the wrong ideas, Phi. I'm just busy."

Mil huffed. "Busy?" He said, "Busy doing what? Your exams are due in like eight months later."

Phukong looked down. "Phi—"

"Listen, I didn't mean to hurt your brother. It was unexpected," Mil said, feeling guilty, "It was mistake, not my intention."

Phukong scoffed. "Then why didn't you tell your friends so? Why did you let them believe that you did that on purpose?" He asked.

"T-That's because I didn't want them to think that I did that unintentionally," Mil said, "I have an overwhelming pride. That's why I didn't say that to them."

"Why are you explaining yourself to me?" Phukong said, "Don't you think that instead of wasting your time on me, you should apologise to my brother?"

"You matter more to me," Mil said, "That's why I'm here, instead of being with my friends."

Mil tapped on Phukong's shoulder and left.

"Wha—"

Phukong touched his chest. "P'Mil, stop saying those things," He whispered softly with a baked face.

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