As the evening crept in, the hustle and bustle inside The Hub seemed to intensify, with an air of anticipation palpable within its walls. The place had undergone a stunning transformation under the careful guidance of the architecture students. Every square foot of the floor plan had been meticulously rearranged to accommodate the specific needs of the party. About twenty hosts had been working tirelessly since the afternoon to ensure that every detail was perfect.
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The clock struck seven, and the first guests started to arrive. A mix of architecture students, friends from other faculties, peers, juniors, and seniors all started to fill the venue. The dress code was clear; most of the men were dressed in gray button-down shirts and slacks, each making the uniform their own with distinct styles and accessories. A sprinkling of women added a touch of femininity to the gathering, their gray-toned dresses standing out against the sea of male attire.
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In this bustling crowd, Loft stood out in his carefully selected attire. He wore a crisp gray shirt that accentuated his athletic build, while his newly cut hair added an extra touch of style to his appearance. Korn, who stood beside him, was equally eye-catching. His top two shirt buttons were undone, revealing his white neck and collarbone, adding a dash of casualness to his otherwise formal attire.
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As the crowd grew and the atmosphere intensified, Loft found himself curious about one particular guest. "Has P'Kin arrived yet?" he asked, glancing around for the familiar figure.
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"Not yet. He'll probably be here around eight," Korn shared, having heard from Kin earlier in the day.
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Suddenly, one of their friends called out for help, needing assistance with arranging the drinks on the tables. Loft glanced at Korn, who gave a shrug of acceptance.
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"Alright, let's go,"
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Loft agreed immediately, always willing to lend a hand. He and Korn moved towards the designated area, ready to assist their friend. As they walked away, the atmosphere continued to bubble with increasing energy, signaling that the party was just getting started. The music was playing louder, people were laughing more freely, and the room was filling up with more and more guests.
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The Hub was buzzing with energy as the party got underway. By this time, about 50 people had shown up, filling the room with lively chatter and warm laughter. Despite being primarily an architecture school event, a few outliers from other faculties had also made their way into the crowd.
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"Looks like we're the only two from the business school," remarked Jirat, taking in the predominantly architecture-focused gathering as they approached the entrance. His messy, tousled hair was carefully arranged to look effortlessly cool, and his beautiful eyes were partially hidden behind stylish glasses. Dressed in a fitted gray shirt that accentuated his lean physique, Jirat exuded an air of casual sophistication.
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"Looks like that," Kin responded, scanning the crowd with a thoughtful gaze. He was impeccably dressed in a neatly tailored gray shirt, stretched taut against his muscular biceps and pecs, presenting an impressive contrast to Jirat's laid-back style. "But who knows, some of our juniors might join later."
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As they made their way into the heart of the party, one of the hosts recognized them, "You must be P'Kin, P'Jirat from the business school." He had a friendly and welcoming demeanor.
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"Yes, we are," Kin responded with a warm smile.
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"Let me show you to your table area," the host offered, "You can enjoy drinks here and snacks there."
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"Alright, thank you, Nong-Hut," Kin thanked the host, reading his name from the tag pinned to his shirt.
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From afar, Kin caught sight of Loft, helping one of their friends distribute drinks to various tables. Jirat, ever so observant, noticed Kin's gaze.
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"That architecture junior is pretty hot, isn't he?" he teased, catching Kin's glance.
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"Yes, he is. That's Nong-Loft, a second-year architecture student," Kin informed, keeping his gaze steady on Loft.
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"You know him?" Jirat inquired, curiosity sparkling in his eyes.
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"Yes, I've met him several times recently. I used to help their group with their projects," Kin informed, referencing the recent architecture trip.
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Jirat nodded, "Ah, that architect trip?"
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"Yes, that's the one," Kin confirmed, as they waded deeper into the party crowd, occasionally exchanging casual greetings and nods with other guests.
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Jirat nudged Kin slightly, teasing him further, "Well, he does look quite impressive, I can tell.”
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"Yes, he is," Kin conceded, his gaze subtly drifting back towards Loft, "It seems he's got a new haircut too. It makes him look even hotter than usual."
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Chuckling, Jirat shot a knowing glance at Kin, "I can always count on you to have some connection to all the hot guys.”
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As they immersed themselves in the party's ambiance, their conversation continued, filled with friendly banter and playful teasing. The night was still young, promising more fun and unexpected encounters.
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As the clock ticked past 8 pm, the atmosphere in The Hub had fully transformed into a lively party scene. The hosts, having completed their preparatory duties, started to blend into the crowd, letting The Hub's staff take over the main services. The hosts now had the chance to become guests themselves, immersing in the pulsating rhythms of the music, relishing their drinks, and engaging in lively conversations.
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Loft and Korn, after sharing a final glance at their completed setup, decided to approach a spot where Kin and Jirat were hanging out. They navigated through the crowd, the warm glow from the party lights casting a playful shine on their faces. Loft's grey eyes sparkled with anticipation, and his hair, styled with more care than usual, added a new depth to his already attractive features.
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"Hi, P'Kin," Korn greeted first, his face expressing a combination of relief and excitement at finally being able to enjoy the party. Loft followed suit, a bright, genuine smile stretching across his face. "Hi, P'Kin," he echoed.
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"Hi, Nong-Korn, Nong-Loft," Kin returned their greetings casually, his demeanor relaxed. He then gestured towards Jirat, "This is Jirat, my friend from business school.”
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Jirat, a slightly sly smile playing on his lips, extended his greetings to the juniors.
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"We've met before, haven't we, Nong-Korn? That one night here when P'Kin was... very drunk?" He looked towards Kin, his brows raising in a teasing challenge.
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"Yep, we've met that time, and P'Kin was really drunk that day,"
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Korn confirmed, a playful twinkle in his eyes as he recalled the past event.Kin, a blush creeping onto his cheeks, retorted playfully,
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"Well, you won't be seeing me that drunk again, I swear.”
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"We'll see," Jirat teased back, earning a chuckle from the group.
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Loft, enjoying the friendly banter, extended his greetings to Jirat. "Hi, P'Jirat, I've seen you around campus with P’Kin.”
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"Really? Yeah, I usually hang out with him on campus." Jirat slightly surprised that Loft had noticed him, he then smiled at Loft and complimented.
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"Nice to see you, Nong-Loft. You guys look really cool today."
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His words were sincere, but he sent a knowing glance towards Kin, teasing him subtly. Kin blushed, a testament to his feelings for Loft, quickly looking away to hide his reaction.
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"Thank you, P'Jirat. You guys also look hot tonight,"
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Loft replied, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he shared a playful smile with Kin. Jirat and Korn exchanged understanding glances, their eyes subtly acknowledging the unique dynamic between their friends.
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The evening rolled on, the casual chatter and clinking of glasses permeated the party atmosphere, and more friends from the architecture batch joined the lively circle around Kin, Jirat, Loft, and Korn. With the group steadily expanding, they decided to move from their standing position to a more comfortable table setting. Kin and Jirat took their seats, with Loft settling in beside them, and Korn next to Loft, while others scattered around the table. The evening escalated with an ebullient cheer,
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"This one's for our seniors from the business school, bottoms up!"
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A junior architect from the second year raised his glass and declared, causing laughter and echoing cheers to ripple around the table. Everyone, including Kin, Jirat, Korn, and Loft, dutifully lifted their glasses, their expressions ranging from amusement to anticipation as they brought their drinks to their lips. Jirat leaned into Kin, his voice barely audible above the noise,
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"Looks like tonight is not going to be easy."
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His words hinted at the numerous drinks yet to be downed, the warm flush already creeping onto his cheeks a testament to his claim. Kin responded with a playful smile of resignation,
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"I'm afraid so." He nudged Jirat, adding, "You must look after me, okay?"
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"I always do," Jirat assured. He let out a soft laugh, his gaze flickering over the crowd of energetic juniors. "But looking at this bunch of your close juniors, what can I do now?"
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Jirat gestured at the group, their enthusiasm for the party and their relentless drinking palpable in the air. Kin sighed dramatically, pretending to look sad.
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"I guess I'm not getting off easy tonight," he commented, lifting his glass high as another round of 'bottoms up' was declared by the juniors.
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Jirat watched Kin, an amused smile tugging at his lips, and also raised his glass to join in. Loft's gaze shifted to Kin and Jirat. He saw them whispering to each other, their faces alight with shared amusement. A playful smile tugged at Loft's lips as he caught their eye, intrigued by their secret exchange.
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"Well, P'Kin said seems like he won't be able to fulfill his promise tonight,”
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Jirat revealed, alluding to their earlier conversation about Kin not getting too drunk. He glanced around the lively party where alcohol flowed freely, fueling the revelry.
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"Don't worry, P'Kin. We'll look after you,”
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Loft assured Kin, including Korn and their surrounding friends in his promise. His eyes twinkled mischievously as he locked eyes with Kin, then turned to Korn, who gave a nod of agreement.
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"I'm sure you guys will, unless you're too drunk by then,"
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Kin retorted, a playful smile tugging at his lips. He received a round of laughter and friendly counter-attacks from the juniors, their youthful energy unwavering.
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The gathering at their table and all other tables growing livelier with every passing moment. Loft, seated next to Kin, could feel the muscular arm and leg of Kin pressing against him. A tinge of something unfamiliar fluttered in Loft's heart as he continued to serve Kin, skillfully mixing drinks for him one after another.
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"You're pretty good at this, Loft,” Kin commented after watching Loft expertly mix another drink for him. "With you at my side, I'm going to get drunk faster than I planned."
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Loft laughed, his eyes flicking over Kin's muscular physique, his grey shirt hugging his biceps and pecs tightly.
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"Don't worry, P'Kin. A tough guy like you won't be easily taken down,"
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Loft teased, handing Kin the freshly mixed drink. Kin received the drink with a mischievous grin.
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"Well, if you're the one getting me drunk, you better look after me, okay?" His tone was playful, but his gaze held a note of sincerity.
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"Of course, I will, P'Kin,"
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Loft assured, matching Kin's mischievous grin. His words held an undertone of promise, a gentle reminder of their shared moments together during the train ride.
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"You know how caring I can be."
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