Episode 9

Hearing those words acted as a trigger in Can's mind. He tightened his grip on his glass, then left promptly, neglecting to bid farewell to the others.

He headed home, sat on his bed, and reflected on his life. Memories of his mother, his parents' arguments, and his own tears and pleas for them to stop fighting filled his mind.

Then, the remembrance of Thessaly's words fueled his anger - Just wait, you little fool.

With a holiday approaching, school was out for the next few days, and on Saturday, he found himself heading to a bar. He had been perched at the counter for a while when he spotted Thessaly and Daniele walking in. He surveyed Thessaly unabashedly from head to toe, earning a chuckle from Ilker.

"You seem to like what you see, brother," Ilker teased.

Can shook his head dismissively. "Back off, man, I'm not into the pedagogical type."

Their laughter filled the air, and soon Ilker approached the girls, inviting them over to join Can. After a bit of small talk, Ilker and Daniele promptly hit the dance floor, leaving Can and Thessaly alone in a secluded corner.

"Aren't you going to dance tonight?" Can asked, attempting to break the ice.

Thessaly shrugged. "I don't know. But you seem eager to watch me shake it, don't you?" she said with a laugh.

Can laughed heartily. "As if I'd waste my time on that!" he jested, playfully cupping her chin.

She grimaced at him, then ordered a drink, downing one after another. Can warned her she'd get drunk at this rate.

"Relax, I can handle myself," Thessaly assured him.

He watched her closely, noting as Ilker and Daniele made their exit.

Continuing her drinking spree, Thessaly decided to hit the dance floor. Before long, a muscular guy approached, and they were soon dancing in close quarters as Can observed. The guy tried to pull Thessaly to a more secluded area, insisting on a kiss, but she refused.