The faint, teasing voice of Jirat broke through Kin's foggy consciousness, "Ah, so the dead have risen? It's the miracle of the day.”164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡox9A8OCJjq
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Kin, just waking from a hangover-induced sleep, grimaced and stretched languidly, his muscles protesting the sudden movement. There was a dull, persistent ache that throbbed throughout his well-toned physique, a sure sign of last night's alcohol-infused activities.
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"Did I miss anything in the morning class?" He croaked, his voice gravelly with the remnants of sleep.
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"Nah, just the usual lecture stuff. Nothing you can't catch up on," Jirat assured him with a laugh.
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"I'll drop by your room later with notes. And you know what, I’ll even attend your afternoon class for you. Take some rest."
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Overwhelmed by his friend’s offer, Kin replied with a playful, exaggerated gasp, "Jirat, you are indeed the best friend a man could ask for.”
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Jirat chuckled, "Don’t be all melodramatic. Catch you later, then.”
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Once the call ended, Kin found himself alone with his thoughts, trying to piece together the fragmented memories of the previous night. The disjointed images that came to mind were dominated by one strikingly handsome figure - Than. The name reverberated in his mind as he tried to grasp at the faint memories associated with it.
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Armed with a name, Kin took to Instagram, typing 'Than' into the search bar. Being a popular figure, Than's account was not hard to find. As he clicked on Than's profile, Kin's eyebrows shot up. "193.6K followers…" he muttered, a note of surprise in his voice.
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Kin began scrolling through Than's pictures, each one a testament to his stunning good looks. There was no denying it, Than was incredibly attractive. A reel that had amassed 2.3 million views and 145k likes was a testament to his allure. However, as Kin scrolled, a thought struck him.
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"He's hot… but perhaps too hot, too famous," he mumbled to himself, unsure of what that meant in the grand scheme of things.
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Seated comfortably in the massive lecture hall, Than patiently waited for the day's lecture to begin. There was still a good ten minutes until class would commence, and some early birds were already settling into their seats. In the interim, his hand was occupied, thumb scrolling through Instagram on his phone: Kin.Pahkin, 6,446 followers, 1,412 following.
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The pictures populating Kin's profile presented a compilation of varying aspects of his life. Images of Kin shirtless, flaunting his impressive muscles in workout gear, were juxtaposed with others featuring him fashionably attired in swimwear. As Than's gaze swept over these photos, a peculiar sense of shyness flooded through him. His eyes wandered to a post of Kin with a cat, and he couldn't suppress a small smile.
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"A cat lover," he muttered to himself, finding the discovery unexpectedly endearing.
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His eyes then flicked to the like count on one of the scenic photos - 218 likes. "Good photography skills," he commented to himself, appreciating the aesthetic appeal of the image.
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But then his gaze fell upon another picture - one of Kin in an unbuttoned shirt, his massive pecs and defined abs proudly on display. The like count had exploded to 2.6K, more than ten times the previous scenic shot.
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"Looks like your muscular charm is quite the crowd-pleaser, P’Kin.”
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Than commented to himself, remarking on the stark difference in engagement. His contemplation was interrupted by Pond, who bounded into the room with his usual energy.
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"Oho, what have we here? Checking out hot guys on Instagram?" Pond's voice was teasing, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
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"Nothing like that," Than replied nonchalantly, locking his phone, "Just checking out the profile of a senior I ran into last night.”
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"Speaking of last night," Pond started, his voice taking on a reminiscent tone, "there were a lot of... interesting moments.”
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Pim, another friend, chimed in, adding to Pond's statement, "Yes, and you were particularly entertaining. Drunk as a skunk and twice as funny.”
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Ton, another member of their group, chimed in, "So drunk, in fact, I had to call a taxi to get you back to your dorm.”
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As the banter continued among the friends, the professor entered the hall from the distance, signalling the imminent start of the class. Students started settling down, the pre-class chatter gradually subsiding. Than took one last look at the class atmosphere, then his gaze fell back onto his phone.
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His thumb hovered over the ‘Follow’ button on Kin's IG profile, and he found himself in a quandary. Should he press the button or not? The internal debate was a strange one, considering it was just a social media follow, but somehow, it felt like more.
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"What?! I kissed Nong-Than?"
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A bolt of shock hit Kin as the words spilled from Jirat, his best friend. They were seated comfortably on the plush sofa in Kin's condominium, the room filled with an almost tangible tension.
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Jirat, ever the tease, leaned back, grinning. "It was a pretty steamy kiss, I'd say.”
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Kin blinked, his well-defined muscles tensing as he processed the information. "Did anyone else see us? Was it... was it out in the open?”
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"Nah, I think it was just me. I went to check on you and, well, I stumbled upon the scene," Jirat clarified, attempting to soothe his friend.
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A frown crossed Kin's face, his brow furrowing as he pondered over the revelations. "But who initiated it? Did he kiss me, or was it me?”
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"Well, from what I remember, it seemed like you were the one who pulled him in for the kiss," Jirat responded, causing Kin to groan and sink back into the couch.
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"Oh no," Kin murmured, a mixture of panic and embarrassment flushing his face. He took a deep breath, his muscular chest rising and falling with the motion.
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"How could I do that? What's Nong-Than going to think?”
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"Relax, he seemed okay with it. Maybe he understood that you were drunk," Jirat tried to reassure him, seeing Kin's evident distress.
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Kin sat up straighter, flexing his hand into a fist, muscles rippling in an unconscious display of strength. "I was very drunk and, you know what?" His voice was a mix of seriousness and playfulness, "I'm not going to get that drunk again. No more parties for a while; they're too exhausting.”
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Jirat snorted, clearly amused. "Sounds familiar. Didn't you say the same thing last time?”
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"No, this time, I mean it!" Kin's eyes glinted with resolve.
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"Alright, Mr. Pahkin," Jirat chuckled, handing him a pile of class notes. "And don't forget to go through these to catch up on what you missed.”
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Kin playfully saluted Jirat, exaggerating his thanks, "Thank you, best friend!" Just then, his phone buzzed with a notification. It was Instagram notifying him that Than_Thanawuth had started following him. Kin raised an eyebrow in surprise.
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Jirat noticed the change in his expression and asked curiously,
"What is it?”
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"Nothing, just someone following me on Instagram,"
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Kin replied nonchalantly, hiding his surprise. But internally, he was awash with questions and a flutter of uncertainty.164Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLIuDTvgZ9j
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The night's festivities were dwindling down, the lively pulse of the club losing its rhythm as it prepared to close its doors. As the crowd started to flood out into the night, a solitary figure moved against the current. Loft, the fiery yet amicable lead vocalist of the popular band, entered the club, his signature charismatic grin lighting up his face. He acknowledged the greetings from club-goers, his warm smile serving as his usual friendly response.
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Engaging in conversation with his friend, Korn, a fellow second-year architecture student, Loft couldn't help but comment on the heavily intoxicated state of their peers. His voice, usually strong and melodious on stage, now carried a playful lilt,
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"Seems like quite a number of us have overdone it, don't you think?”
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Korn, with his equally striking handsome face, chuckled in agreement. "Certainly seems like it was a heavy drinking day.”
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Loft's attention was drawn to a group of his inebriated friends who were enthusiastically hugging a muscular figure. The man was not from their batch, but the bulk of his muscles straining against his unbuttoned shirt and his distinctive figure were recognizable.
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"Hey, who's that guy?" Loft questioned Korn, his gaze still fixed on the muscular man.
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"That's P'Kin," Korn replied nonchalantly. "He's a senior from the business school and pretty close with our batch.”
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"P'Kin?" Loft echoed, musing to himself. He watched as the group continued their affectionate assault on P'Kin, who seemed to handle the attention with a bemused air. "They do seem to be pretty close.”
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Korn shot him a curious glance. "Why'd you ask about him?”
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Loft shrugged, his well-defined muscles shifting smoothly under his shirt. "No reason. I've just never seen him around before.”
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"Well, he parties with us often," Korn clarified. "But sometimes he disappears for a while, so it's not strange if you've missed him.”
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"Alright," Loft responded, his eyes still on the group. He bid Korn a casual goodbye, and Korn returned to his conversation with Jirat, their talk centered around P'Kin's intoxicated state.
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As Loft walked away, a mischievous glint sparked in his eyes.
“P'Kin," he murmured to himself, an underlying note of intrigue in his voice. "We'll see..." The playful promise hung in the air, trailing behind him as he merged back into the dissipating crowd.
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