[Scene:Jam's restaurant kitchen - Late evening. Staff leaving after service.]
Jam. Rachata
(thinking):
He really passed every test today... Film... you're not ordinary.
Film. Thanapat
(Walking in with still apron on):
Chef, everyone left. Should I close the kitchen?
Jam. Rachata
(cold tone):
No. Stay. I want you to make me a dish. Something that shows your heart.
Film. Thanapat
(surprised):
My heart?
Jam. Rachata
(steps closer, eyes sharp):
Yes. Cook like you mean it. Show me why should I keep you here.
[Film start cooking nervously. Jam stands with arms crossed, watching every moment. The air feels tense.]
Film. Thanapat
(whispering while chopping):
Why does he look at me like that... it's suffocating.
[Jam leans near to check seasoning. Their hands almost touch on the spoon.]
Jam. Rachata
(quietly):
Careful... you'll cut yourself.
Film. Thanapat
(heart racing):
You care now?
Jam. Rachata
(turns away quickly):
I don't. I just hate wasting talent.
[Film serves the dish. Jam tastes it silently. For the first time, his cold expression softens.]
Jam. Rachata
(after pause):
...Not bad.
Almost... passionate.
Film. Thanapat
(smiling):
Then I passed?
Jam. Rachata
(hides small smile):
Don't get carried away. You're still a student.
[Scene shift: Outside the kitchen, ohm arrives with coffee cups.]
Ohm Pawat
Jam I brought you coffee. And film you too.
Film. Thanapat
(grateful):
Thanks, ohm.
(jam's eyes flicks to Film accepting cup from ohm. A flicker of jealousy shows.)
Jam. Rachata
(snaps):
Film, you're here to work, not to drink coffee like friends!
Film. Thanapat
(confused):
But—
Ohm Pawat
(calmly):
Relax, Jam. He worked hard today. Let him breathe.
[Jam glares but doesn't reply. Inside, he hates that Film trusts Ohm so easily.]
Jam. Rachata
(Thinking):
You threw us away for business. You favord uncle... left us to struggle. But one day... I'll prove you wrong. I'll prove my family is more talented than you ever saw. You'll regret it.
{He clenches the photo frame, eyes burning with revenge.}
[Back In The Kitchen, Film cleans up. Jam suddenly appears behind him, very close.]
Jam. Rachata
(low voice):
From now on... you'll train directly under me.
Film. Thanapat
(blinking, shocked):
W-What? Just me... and you?
Jam. Rachata
(smirking faintly):
Yes. Let's see if you can handle my fire.
[Camera closes in on their faces, the tension sizzling like heat from the stove]
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