'That hurts, Type!' Techno hissed as Type stretched his friend's leg more. The silence totally was felt with Can's absence. Everyone had noticed Can being gone, even the people who often came to the grounds to watch the game, noticed that the loudest of them wasn't there.

The group often talked about Can and his whining, his love for food, his stupidity and obviously him being the albino monkey.

Obviously the person who missed him the most was none other than Techno. Not about spending his wallet, but he was his entertainment. He was everyone's entertainment.

Ae's late night talks with Pete had some talks about Tin. At first, Ae had no slightest idea about Can's boyfriend's family issues and Pete hesitated to tell Ae the whole story.

But eventually the tiger got the whole story without his boyfriend uttering the word. Not as though he wanted to help the person who once hit on his boyfriend. But, Can was his friend.

Pete's loneliness in his classes didn't helped him, with Tin being his friend he had a lot fun teasing him. Though, his classmates approached him, but the joy to tease Tin and see his angry face was a whole another thing. After Can became Tin's boyfriend, Pete had an another reason to tease Tin to the point of getting blocked. After all, being a cupid wasn't an easy task.

Lay on the other hand was spending more time with her brother's friends with Chompoo. Her girlfriend was on good terms with Ae, specially with Pete. They usually hung around or spent time at Lay's room, binge watch movies and eat a lot. Watch the football games and study, some love and that was it.

Techno was recovering slowly with his trauma. Thanks to Champ, he was becoming more lively. Later, when he got to know about his brother being involved too, their relationship became sour. Their parents had noticed it too, but shrugged it off with "another silly fight of brothers".

There wasn't a sight of Kengkla around the campus, some rumors assumed that he got expelled, while the others said of him being so rich so that he left Thailand. His friend Technic, Techno's younger brother wasn't in touch either. So everyone felt safe to say that he left the university and moved. Which was a good news to Techno and the gang.

Everyone had noticed, Techno and Champ had gotten closer far more than the time when they had met first time. No one had a problem, Type was especially very happy to see his close friend have someone to rely on. And Tharn too, supported them silently. Though, everyone knew that they liked each other, but the latter getting closer didn't.

Can's mother, Prim often made visits to the university to watch Lay, afraid that Tul might summon up there to harass her. But there were none. She had had an option to let her friends take care of her, but since they had so much of studies, she let that idea drop. Chompoo was the only person she could rely on Lay's safety. Though there weren't any unusual scenarios to be recorded.

Lay was safe but still, Prim had doubts. She had had enough of an idiot after her son, but she could do nothing. Even if she files a case against Tul Medthanan, he chances of winning are nothing to slim.

Letting her son go to her parents was the only safe option, as the idea for Tul to think Can being gone there was no. Her desperation to call her parents grew, but she had no other option. The fear of being watched by one of Tul's men had scared her. A single mistake might not only ruin her son's life, but also his lover's.

The weather was very gloomy. A signal of monsoon. A hope of rainfall, and with that hope the sun was covered away with clouds. Is this hope? The light being covered by darkness? But with darkness came silence. A loud silence. And the doorbell of the Kirakorn's on the 23rd street gonged, taking away the silence.

Strange. Prim thought. Lay had informed her mother to not wait for her till afternoon. Was she playing a game? Don't know. It was still Eleven in the morning, and she had visited Lay an hour back. Did she forgot something? Or was she being followed? Or Tin and Can are home?

She shrugged everything off and moved to the door. Gucci waged his tail whilst walking behind his owner. He had been looking lost recently. Obviously, the one who kept him moving and burning all his calories was gone. Ironically, he had lost some weight.

Prim finally opened the door to find Man standing still before her, holding a file and a paper bag. She pursed her lips and moved herself, signaled him to come in. Gucci moved himself too, just behind Prim waging his white, furry tail.

Man seemed to be standing in the living room, not trying to seat on the inviting sofa after walking for hours. Prim signaled him by raising her hand to sit. He sat and kept the bag on his knees. Like a shy bride he sat, with little to no information about Can's mother. Damn, should've done my homework. He thought.

Prim, sat opposite of him on a chair, hands folded with Gucci roaming around her well, beautiful ankles.

'So?' She begun, 'What has brought you here?'

'Nothing, I just thought of giving you a visit, I assume you'd like to know about your children there..' Man awkwardly pointed his finger at the door, like the village was standing there for Prim to sprint and fall into the arms of her parents.

'Very well, yes. Are they okay?'

'Yes, they're fine. I just wanted to let you know that I would expose Tul today, so please be relaxed and just stay silent.'

'Oh, thank you..' That's all she could reply. Later she got up and asked Man to have some tea with her, he politely refused at first but eventually gave in.

She offered some biscuits and some sweets. "Finally," she thought. "This all mess would wrap up and everything will be fine."

Man thanked her, gave her a reassuring smile and from the paper bag, took a frame out of it, and handed it to her. 'What's this?'

'Your parents asked me to hand this over to you..'

'Thanks, Man. For everything..'

Man said nothing but instead gave her a reassuring smile, turned his back towards her facing the door and without a second thought started making its way to Tul Medthanan.

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'I never thought that you'll come back, Man.' Tul gulped the whiskey in this expensive glass, emptying it. 'Do you need more money?'

'Not really, I just had some work..'

'With?' Tul snapped.

'You, of course.' Man said with the sweetest of his voice. He sought no permission to asked the latter for a sit. He shamelessly sat opposite of him on the huge sofa.

'Tell me, begin.' Tul kept the empty glass on the table before him, folded his hands and with what seemed a glare, looked at Man.

'You know the two are no where to be found, his mother did some complaints but the police were no help, nor did the boys' friends helped at school. I've done some visits and there was no trace of Can nor Tin. The University seemed to have noticed their absence but did nothing about it.'

'Good. Anything else? Wanna drink?' Tul smirked and laughed and got up to take another glass for the pouring of a brand new whiskey.

'There was so many useless things inside Tin's apartment, including his scent. It irked me.' Tul said while pouring the whiskey. '-I honestly feel disgusted by him, including that small rat.' He passed the glass filled with the foul drink to Man.

'Hm..' Man responded not caring what his former boss said. He just sat there, drink and wandering off in his thought. "Just finish this and I'll get away." He thought.

'You're silent, anything happened with you lately? I can help you.'

'Oh no, I'm just tired so I might just rest for a few days.' Man replied.

'Get some rest then, you developed some bags under your eyes.'

'Can I get a tour in your house?'

'A what?' Tul turned back, an eyebrow raised and his mouth half open. 'Why?'

'I'd like that, actually.'

'Oh, alright. Do you need an escort? Y'know this house's pretty huge.' Tul smirked. Man shooked his head and smiled, 'Oh no, I'd like getting lost and find a way out.'

Tul nodded and raised his arm to the door, signalling Man to be gone.

Man got up and went out, but it didn't seemed as a tour. He turned and checked back once again and Tul seemed to be drinking whiskey without any disturbances. Nor did the latter noticed Man sneaking up to him.

He took a deep breath and walked away, up to the stairs down them, here and there. Searching for something, but what?

What seemed to Man that he toured 2-3 floors already. But there was no trace of the person he was finding.

What felt years and finally he founded it.

The nameplate held the powerful man's name with gold letters beautifully. The writing was exquisite. But Man was too much in stress to think of that. The anxiety of the person not being in there scared him.

Because, if not now, everything would drown. Everything what he's trying to push himself for, might strike back and collapse him. This was a risk, and the last one for him.

He didn't knew whether he should knock or just get in, but the time wasn't ample. Without a second thought, he got in.

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The old man sitting on his chair before his computer was busy writing an email for his son's internship. "He's old enough now." He thought, "That's was when his brother started working too, and if possible he might even stand up on his own without my or his brother's help anymore."

The email was only three paragraphs long. Even though owning one of the biggest companies in Asia, he must have a valid reason to give his son a fair position to satisfy his employees disappoints.

He had to prove that his son wasn't just another product of nepotism but a fresh work of talent.

With the fake rumors the family had had suffered, it didn't took time to cover up them and he had no choice but restrict himself from his children.

He doesn't blames them, if it wasn't for his mother. They would've been a happy family.

He heard the door unlock behind him, but he didn't bother. It must've been his grandson playing one of his silly pranks on him again, and he enjoyed that.

He still had his eyes glued to the screen, and didn't utter a word. "Something's strange.." He thought, "Phu's usually loud..."

When he turned his back, he had widened his eyes. No one dared to come into his office without permission or a knock.

Man kept his pace until he was face to face with Trai, only a table dividing them apart. Both were quiet until the latter broke the silence, 'Who are you?'

Trai's voice was croaky and raspy, it was not suiting his age for a fifty year old. His old eyes curious and a hint of scare. Man on the other hand smiled ruefully. He settled on one of the chairs opposite of Trai.

'What do you want?' Trai interrogated. Man folded his hands and begun, 'Please Sir, I'm here to inform you about the recent events which includes your family. It's extremely important for you to know.'

'What?' Trai asked, his eyebrows frowned. His hands had long since left the keyboard, and his eyes glued to Man. 'Tell me fast.'

'Your sons, Sir.' Man said, 'It's about them.'

'Which one?' Trai's voice now seemed raspy and soft, it was about his children and definitely something bad. That's how it had always been for him.

'Your older one wants your younger dead.' That's it. Man said it. But the opposite person had no reaction whatsoever.

He sit still, his face confused and he spoke, 'What?'

Man took a while to collect everything what was happening around him, "Does this man think I'm joking?"

'Sir, I'm not lying, really. Your oldest son, Tul. Wants your son, Tin, dead!' Man almost screamed, thinking that this person's old age cause him bad hearing.

'Stop telling me something which I already know, don't worry. I know what's happening.'

'W-what?' Man was shocked. 'How? You have no access to what has happened! Don't lie!' But the old man didn't moved, nor there was any expression on his face.

'I don't, son, I know how the relations of my children with one another have soured overtime. I don't need a counselling to understand that. I know, that my second son is dating and hiding somewhere. I know that he might even hate me. But for now, he won't understand why I'm doing this. I don't blame him. Any child would hate their father for neglecting them. But I have my reasons. I have suffered a fate worse than this. No one better than me might understand my children, not for now but when they grow up, they may understand.

'As for Tul, I know what to do with him. You all don't need to worry. You can even tell Can and Tin to come back. But I don't guarantee keeping him quiet. He's powerful and alone. His wife is away, and no one is with him except for his son. And I don't play favorites, my both children are precious to me, I don't want to raise one and hurt another. I just want a valid reason to keep them happy with themselves. I'm not a selfish person.'

Trai finished himself rather calmly, which what he always was. But Man on the other hand had his jaw dropped on the floor. How come this person know so much?

'H-How do you know all this?!' Man almost yelled, he had made sure that no one watched him, but how did he know it? Wasn't his guard up all the time along?

'You see, I am their father. Even though I don't show much affection to them, I know what they're up to. It doesn't matters how, but at least I care about their whereabouts.'

Hello everyone, here I am with another chapters to fill up your thirsts. Lately this week has been very tiring for me due to studies, as I've been neglecting my health so I apologize to have been late once again. And in spark of the recent events I'd like to make the following statements. As an Asian, I along with other billions of Asians don't deserve hate just for ethnicity. I have received hatred about the way I look (on other social platforms), and for being Asian, I am sure that no one ever deserves hate for the way they look. I understand that one isn't born with hate, but we can remove that. Love lots.🌈✨💜💖