He turned to thank Sarawat, but Sarawat wasn’t looking at Green’s retreating back. He was still looking at Tine. And in his dark eyes, there was no longer coldness. There was something else. Something like the first chord of a song you don’t recognize but already love.
Sarawat’s arm didn’t move from his waist. His voice was soft, almost a whisper. 2gether Ep 1
For a long, agonizing moment, Sarawat’s face remained a stone wall. Then, the corner of his mouth twitched. It wasn’t a smile. It was something sharper. Curious. He turned to thank Sarawat, but Sarawat wasn’t
Tine exhaled a laugh of pure relief. “Oh my god. It worked. He’s gone.” There was something else
Green was a force of nature in pastel sweaters. For three weeks, he’d been leaving tiny love notes in Tine’s locker, appearing with iced coffee exactly when Tine’s throat was dry, and serenading him with a ukulele outside the economics building. Green was relentless. Green was sweet. And Tine, who only wanted a normal, girl-filled university experience, was desperate.
That’s when they saw him. Sarawat. He sat alone at the edge of the courtyard, earbuds in, a black guitar case leaning against his chair like a silent bodyguard. He was rumored to be cold, unapproachable, and devastatingly handsome. He was also the one person Green seemed to fear. Rumor had it Green had once tried to give Sarawat a rose, and Sarawat had simply looked at it, then at Green, and walked away.