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Welcome to Nusornrangsan.

2008 - This is the last semester for all seniors

before we take one step closer to achieving our dreams

and do as Estee Lauder said:

“I never dreamed about success. I worked for it.”

the same way Diane von Furstenberg said about herself:

“I always wanted to be a femme fatale.

Even when I was a young girl,

I never really wanted to be a girl.

I wanted to be a woman.”

If you’re still not sure who you want to be,

Coco Chanel has a suggestion:

“A girl should be two things: who and what she wants.”

The world may be full of different paths, stories, dreams,

and people beyond our control,

but at least there is one thing only we can do,

something Eleanor Roosevelt wants us to keep in mind:

“Remember no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.”

One last motto and my personal favorite comes from Ariana Huffington:

“Failure is not the opposite of success; it’s part of success.”

I wish you all an amazing first day of school.

Hey, no smoking in school!

You.

Wait, hey!

Sorry, Ploy.

Ploy.

Yes?

I’m talking to Ploypang.

Come help out with the school magazine during Thai class.

I’ve talked to Ms. Ubon, so don’t worry.

Yes.

Your homeroom teacher will be a bit late today.

Behave and be quiet, you guys.

Keep an eye on them, Ploy.

Of course.

Must be nice being a teacher’s pet, don’t you think?

You don’t even have to stay in class.

“Yes, Miss. Of course.”

Hey, Punk.

No need to be petty about it.

Prez is the busiest student in this school.

She’s our class prez and she runs the school magazine.

You’re also responsible for the yearbook, too, aren’t you, Prez?

Yeah.

Hold on.

I think you forgot one more title for her.

What’s that?

She’s also the President of the Kissing Teachers’ Ass-ociation.

Punk, stop making fun of the future of our nation!

Why can’t I?

What’s a brainless pretty face like you, then?

The trash of our nation?

You Punk!

Yeah?

You!

I’ll kill you!

Come get me!

Come back here!

Come at me!

Pretty, stop it!

Guys, Ms. Pisamai is here!

Oh, holy crap!

Oh, no.

Who was shouting?

Who was screaming?

Who was swearing?

Ploypang, tell me.

Who was it?

Uhh…

It was Padparadscha and Pandara.

Padparadscha. Pandara.

Follow me to the staffroom.

Snitch.

What you lookin’ at, you snitch?

What are you, a freaking seller?

Is that why you love selling your friends out?

What? On your way to sell another friend?

Pandara, are you allowed to speak right now?

Five more laps for you.

What?

Are you okay?

About that quip just now

or the kissing teachers’ butt joke before that?

All of those.

I’m fine.

Following rules, doing school work,

and being honest

are the right things to do, right?

I don’t care that some people don’t get it.

All that matters is that I know what I’m doing this for.

2024

(For Sale)

Crap.

Why didn’t you tell me we’re selling this place?

Well, you saw it now.

But you wouldn’t have told me otherwise.

Are you planning to keep all the money to yourself?

You think I would do that?

I never know what’s going on in that head of yours, Ploy.

You don’t tell me anything anymore ever since we broke up.

I put my money into this place, too, you know?

Shouldn’t you keep me up to date about what’s going on here, at least?

This is a big deal, Ploy.

Money is always a big deal to you, Win.

Just tell me how much you want.

I’ll wire you the money once someone actually buys it.

(Property Seizure Memo)

(Post)

(Posting)

(Fully Equipped Cafe For Sale)

(Paploy Malesa)

Sorry.

It’s alright.

Let me help.

No need.

What a waste of time.

Sorry?

We’re all competent individuals here.

If you’re not, then don’t get in other people’s ways.

What a burden.

I heard the higher ups don’t want her around.

Except for her mother, though. Typical of a nepo mommy.

Are you talking about Paploy?

Paploy.

Hey.

You know them?

No.

They talked like they knew you, though.

Forget it.

I’m used to that now.

I understand them, to be honest.

It must not be easy for them to accept an inexperienced boss like me.

Just do your best.

Here.

Some coffee beans for you.

Looks like you’ll need all the caffeine you can get.

Oh.

Thanks.

Yes?

Agency brief?

Me?

Oh, of course. I’ll be there.

Bye.

Something came up at work. I have to go.

If I don’t get this one agency to work for me, I’m dead.

Bye.

I’ll be sure to drink this.

Please wait a moment.

Oh, Ms. Paploy is here.

Hello.

I’m Paploy, the Vice President of Make A House A Home.

Nice to meet you.

I’m Mek.

Mek Noppatee from Class 1.

Mek from Class 1…

No way.

You really are Mek!

You’ve changed a lot, you know that?

Well, who doesn’t, right?

Let me officially introduce myself, then…

My name is Noppatee, the President of Komrat Agency.

It is nice to meet you.

Don’t make fun of me.

I honestly didn’t think I’d get to work with someone from school one day.

I was just meeting up with Ploy, actually.

How is she?

(Throw Away)

(Certificate of Excellence in Mathematics, Science, and Technology)

(First Place in Technology and Inventions)

(First Place in Essay Writing)

(Exemplary Student)

Hello?

You’re interested in buying the cafe?

Tomorrow is perfect.

Yes. Thank you.

(For Sale)

Hello.

Hi.

Welcome.

Cake Som.

Does this belong to Thapchana?

Ploypang.

What is that in your hand?

I really don’t know.

I only picked it up from the floor.

Ploypang.

You’re a school president,

a class president,

a stellar student.

You’ve always been exemplary.

Are you really going to take this student's side?

I’m not taking anyone’s side.

I really don’t know whose it is.

Fine.

Then tell me whom you think the cigarettes belong to.

I really don’t know.

If we can’t find the owner,

then I’ll have to deduct the points off of everyone in Class 2.

I won’t allow anyone to participate in the Sports Day event, too.

Don’t you think that’s unfair?

It isn’t, Ploypang.

Just give me a name.

Who does it belong to?

Thapchana.

I think it belongs to Thapchana.

I want to buy this place.

You want to buy this place?

Yes, I do.

Is this your place?

Yes.

The person who called me yesterday said his name was Ray…

I see.

Ray works for me.

He’s looking for a new place to turn into a studio for me.

I see.

Is that what you’re doing with it?

We have plenty of space for that here.

I’ll show you around.

This area here is spacious.

It’s perfect for anything.

The air flow here is great, too.

I’m sure the landlord wouldn’t mind.

What do you use it for?

I don’t know.

I thought you’d turn it into a workshop.

Why–Why don’t we go upstairs?

The second floor is also spacious,

but it’s currently a storage room.

Too bad.

I think it’d be a perfect gallery for ceramics.

Why do you have to bring the past up?

You remember?

I thought you forgot all about it.

Are you here to remind me how I couldn’t do what I said I would?

I don’t have to when it’s all too obvious.

You said your dream is to open your own gallery.

But that turned into a cafe in the end, didn’t it?

Maybe I changed my mind, you know?

Oh, of course.

You change your mind all the time, don’t you, Ploy?

What are you insinuating?

Ploy, don’t pretend you don’t know what you did.

What did I do?

Did I mean that little to you?

Whatever. I’m leaving.

Hey, hold on, Thap.

Thap.

Thap, I thought you’re buying this place?

Thap. Thap, hold on.

Thap. Thap, slow down. Listen to me.

I know you hold a grudge for what I did.

I’m sorry for everything that happened, alright?

I’m sorry I confiscated your ball.

I’m sorry I told the teacher I thought the cigarettes were yours.

I’m sorry I snitched on you before you skipped classes.

Ploy.

Are you trying to piss me off?

Stop acting like you’re innocent.

Do you think I would just forget that you cheated on me?

Cheated on you?

Me?

Yeah, you.

See you.

Not taking that?

I think that was one of your exes, actually.

Why would my exes call you?

I think someone put my number up for everyone to know.

Someone called and warned me about how you changed girlfriends like clothes.

Someone called and cursed at me, though.

Hey, that’s harassment, you know?

Do you want me to deal with them?

It’s alright.

I don’t listen to any of them anyway.

Because you trust me?

I trust myself.

I trust my judgement when I agreed to be your girlfriend.

Ploy.

About the brochure…

Hold on.

Hello?

Oh, of course. Please wait downstairs. I’ll be there.

Yes.

Be right back.

Ploy, it’s Mek.

I feel the same way.

I’m in love with you, Ploy.

Mek and I?

You’re out of your mind.

Stop lying and admit it.

I can’t admit it when it’s not true.

Fine. Keep denying that you’re a cheater.

It’s not like I can prove it now.

But at least admit that you’re a loser.

You can’t even run a cafe.

I thought an arrogant girl like you could do better than that.

Oh, and you’re so much better than I am?

Go and gloat somewhere else, you Thap-loser!

Don’t you dare show your face here again.

(Keep)

What a damn unlucky day.

One, two…

Let me see.

He looks great.

But I want to include the building in the background.

Of course.

Ready?

One, two…

Take a look.

I’m going to the toilet for a bit.

Sure.

You want to see?

Hey, this one looks great.

I think it’ll lure the younger students to open our school magazine for once.

You saying I’m pretty?

Fine.

I’ll admit Prof was right when she recommended you.

Guess that’s everything good about you, Kram.

Your face, that is.

Ploy!

I’m kidding.

Pass me the ball.

Football is not allowed around the building.

It’s dangerous and a nuisance to other students—

Come on.

A ball isn’t going to kill anybody.

Give that back.

I have to confiscate this because you broke the rule.

If you want it back,

go get it at the staffroom.

Of course, Prez.

Now confiscate that.

Have fun.

Thapchana.

I hate you!

It’s like you’re reading my mind.

I hate you, too, “Prez” Ploy.

Let’s go, guys.

Hello, Dad.

A teacher was passing by so I had to find somewhere else to use the phone.

What did you say just now?

I was saying that you should stay with your mother for now, Ploy.

Don’t come to me yet.

Why not?

Your Aunt Ae just came to live with me, and she brought her dog Mali.

It’s very chaotic over here right now. We’re still settling in.

Why don’t you come after you graduate?

Oh, I think Mali is getting hungry again.

I have to go now, dear.

Alright?

Mali, you hungry?

Come on here, dear.

(Senior Yearbook 2008)

(Senior Yearbook 2008)

Thap, come look at yourself.

I can see all your teeth with your wide smile.

Thap, come on.

Look.

Wait…

That’s not my number.

And that isn’t Prof’s number.

Hey, Prof?

We’re in trouble. Our numbers got mixed up.

Whose numbers?

Ploy’s.

Which one?

All of our numbers!

“Prez” Ploy, “Prof” Ploy, “Pretty” Ploy, “Punk” Ploy, “Plain” Ploy.

You mean all five of us?

Yes.

Shit.

Do they know?

I don’t know. I don’t think they do.

You and I certainly didn’t.

I think they have no idea.

That doesn’t matter now, does it?

It’s been ages.

But what if someone tried to reach you but couldn’t?

And?

It’s not a big deal, is it?

I’ve been fine all these years.

It’s not like someone’s life was on the line.

Are you sure about that?

Everyone else must be living their best lives.

I don’t think they care.

Dee.

Dee, stop it. Please!

Open up, Dee.

Pear.

Pear, baby.

Dee, please.

Stop this.

Pear, baby.

Dee, wait! Wait!

My bag.

He stole my bag.

My bag.

Yes.

Yeah.

Muay Thai, huh?

You want your bag?

Take it.

Take it.

You want your bag?

Come on. Take it.

Hey, what the hell is this?

Your girlfriend?

Tell me!

Can we do this later, Ploy?

I’m working.

Please, sir.

We have to talk now. I want to know now.

What the hell does this mean?

I thought we’re dating. Are you two-timing me?

I didn’t even say we were dating.

I chose her over you.

It just didn’t click with you, Ploy.

Please, sir.

“Didn’t click”?

“Didn’t click”?

If we didn’t click, then what the hell was with you leaving comments,

liking my posts, stalking my Stories, and calling with me all night?

You jerk!

You’re free to go!

Hey.

Which line is the unlucky line?

Can you just burn it off of my palm?

Why does every guy I’ve ever liked have to freaking ghost or dump me?

Why?

I’m in my 30’s and I haven’t even used my “weapon” yet!

Your “weapon”?

This whole thing.

I haven’t used it!

And I’m so damn pretty, too!

Sad, isn’t it?

Why is my life so freaking sad?

I think you’re drunk, young lady.

Why don’t you come back for a palm reading when you’re sober?

Oh, see?

Even you don’t want me!

What the hell did I do in my past life

for this one to be so, so, so, so cursed!?

Stop saying that word. I feel like you’re cursing me, too.

Fine.

I’ll open my third eye and read your fortune.

Concentrate.

Hmm…

I can see it pretty clearly.

You’re loveless.

You did something bad in the past.

You have to fix this, otherwise your life will be miserable and you’ll die a virgin.

But…

if you want to fix this, there’s a ritual I can perform.

(Donate via QR Code)

It only costs 900 baht— Oh?

What?

What I did in the past?

When and what did I even do that?

Because of the mix-up,

Thap thought Mek was confessing his love to me.

Does that mean Thap broke up with you at the end of senior year because of this?

I think so.

I don’t think we should be guessing this.

Because if what you think is true,

this has been a 10-plus-year misunderstanding for you two, you know?

I won’t allow it.

You have to talk to Thap. Right now.

I think we got it.

Let’s keep going.

Should we take a break first?

You haven’t had anything to eat at all, you know?

My stomach can wait.

Our client can’t.

We have to leave this studio in a few days, too.

Come on.

You haven’t found a new place yet?

I haven’t.

But if you don’t hurry up and work, I’ll find a new assistant soon.

Oh, boy.

I’m ready now.

Let’s do it.

Get to it.

Hello?

I have something important to tell you.

Now.

Haven’t gotten over your bossy habit, have you?

I’m busy.

Bye.

Thap, wait.

There was a mix-up of our phone numbers in the yearbook.

You thought Mek wanted to tell me he loved me,

but it wasn’t me at all.

He meant to call a different Ploy.

Lay the next shot for me.

I’ll be back.

Oh? Where are you going?

I’m heading to that cafe for sale.

You mean your ex’s place?

You don’t have to say everything that’s on your mind, you know?

Damn.

Lunch can wait, but his ex sure can’t, huh?

Talking about being hung up…

Even if it was because of the mix-up, I still won’t buy this place.

What?

I thought you wouldn’t buy it because you’re still mad at me about this.

This is the cause of it.

I have nothing to do with it.

Hey, let’s all calm down.

But I’m right.

You were the one who answered my phone that day.

You misunderstood the whole thing all by yourself.

So who’s to blame?

So it was because of the mix-up in the yearbook.

Exactly!

Who was responsible for making it?

It was—

It was you.

So you have to take responsibility for the mix-up, too.

Loser.

I really am a loser, like he says.

But you know what’s even worse?

The fact that I know I’ve been a loser my entire life.

I’ver never done anything at all.

It’s okay.

I believe Thap will understand and forgive you one day.

Alright?

You were the one who answered my phone that day.

You misunderstood the whole thing all by yourself.

So who’s to blame?

I know the truth now,

but why doesn’t it make me feel any better?

Because the misunderstanding stems from love,

and love is no longer there,

but your resentment still remains.

Come to think of it,

I’m not the only person affected by this.

(Pretty Ploy)

I knew you’d forgive her.

Are you willing to buy her cafe now?

No.

What?

Then what are you doing here?

I’m not the only victim here.

That mix-up broke my friend’s heart.

That’s your responsibility.

What do you want me to do?

Go back in time and sort the numbers out?

You have to help me make Mek forgive me so everything can go back to normal.

- “Pretty” Ploy? - “Pretty” Ploy?

Directed by Snap25 Team

You like Mek?

I thought you only wanted to use him to improve your grades.

A nerd like Mek would never reject a girl like me.

I hate stupid women.

Mek is freaking hot now!

I’ll definitely make him mine.

It’s been a while since we last met.

Are you still thinking about me?