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Aren’t you going to help?

Get up.

You make me sore and still expect me to help?

How do you feel?

Terrible.

Nobody has said my performance is terrible.

Only terrific.

Good thing you're okay.

I’m a man. Don't treat me like a woman.

I never treat you like a woman.

I don’t sleep with women.

So, you can relax.

I only do this to the men I sleep with.

So, all of your butt buddies are sissy?

Do not insult my ex boyfriends.

Actually...

the first time I had gay sex

I wasn’t the top.

I was probably 14 back then.

At 8th grade?

Something like that.

I was in an all-boys school.

It's quite normal

for the schools with no female students.

At first, I wasn’t sure if I really liked boys.

Or it was because of environmental influences.

Until a senior

called me to music room.

And asked me straight up

if I can sleep with him.

I was confused but also wanted to try.

So, I said yes.

But it wasn't a good experience.

When I reached high school,

I tried again.

But this time switched role.

It made me realize.

I was born this way.

Maybe you think you're gay because you’ve never slept with women.

I tried once.

But I didn't feel a thing.

I like it like this.

Like you.

Why are you telling me this?

I want you to get to know me better.

Oh.

By the way.

Nobody...

has ever stopped at just one time with me.

I told you it’s just this once.

I heard it.

But I’m not listening.

Son of a bitch!

I won’t let it happen again.

Where were you yesterday, Type?

I think you missed too many classes already.

That's right.

But don't scold him. He scores almost full marks in every subject.

By the way.

Type.

Can you tutor me for exams?

Wait, Champ.

I still don't know where he was yesterday.

I wasn't feeling well. Don't worry about me.

So, are you happy? You got your answer.

My turn.

Will you be my tutor?

What will I get in return?

I’ll treat to a meal.

Whatever you want to eat, it’s on me.

Okay.

Come to me when you’re ready.

Thank you so much, Type.

I'll message you the day before the exam. Don't forget it.

- Yeah. - Later.

What the hell?

Oh, yeah.

Speaking of which.

Have you thanked Tharn yet?

Thank him for what?

For looking after you when you were sick.

And also smoothing things out with the seniors.

How do you want me to do it?

Should I go to him and say "thank you so much".

Or write a note and stick it on his forehead?

See? You’re always like this.

Do you know how to be thankful?

Not a single "thank you" ever comes out of your mouth.

What do you want me to do? Just say it.

Treat him a meal.

Treat me, too.

Because I also helped you.

Admit it. You just want free food.

I don’t.

Suit yourself.

But I'm not going to invite him.

Fine.

I know you won’t invite him.

But that's okay.

I’ll just text him.

Sorry, I'm late.

Professor held back the class.

It's alright, man.

Tharn, what do you want to eat?

I want to eat everything on the menu. From the first to the last page.

I'm going to the toilet.

Okay. Put it here.

Dammit.

What did you say?

Nothing.

Hurry up and order.

So...

I can order anything?

Will you quit stalling?

Okay.

Excuse me.

We want to order.

I'll have...

one large Hawaiian pizza,

six chicken wings, garlic bread,

and spaghetti carbonara and kee mao.

Oh, and BBQ pork ribs, too.

- No. - Huh?

You want French Fries?

French Fries my ass. That's enough.

That's all.

And I'll have water, please.

And you?

- Water, too. - Two glasses of water, please.

What about Tharn?

Sprite.

One Sprite, please. Thank you.

He likes to drink Sprite?

Whatever, I just know.

You sure know my mind.

Why the hell are you sitting here?

Hey.

Calm down, man. We're in public place, not your room.

What's your problem? He's just sitting.

I think it's good he's sitting here.

It's your chance to get used to him and control your sharp tongue.

He's right.

In fact, you should get used to me by now.

Ha ha ha. Get used to you?

What a joke.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- No, pass me the ketchup. - Sure. Here.

I'll do it.

Anything else?

No, just ketchup.

I'll pour it.

Too much.

- That's too much, you prick. - Too much?

Too much.

Give it to me.

Take this.

Oh, guys.

I'm going to the toilet.

I think I need to pee.

You can eat first.

Oh, well.

Awkward.

Tharn, I'm not your boyfriend.

I know.

Then, stop acting like I’m your boyfriend.

You don't have to sit this close to me.

Don't pour ketchup for me.

And don't give me your pizza.

I know we're not boyfriends.

Then...

Just think that I'm taking care of my sex friend.

And since we are sex friends,

should I perform my duty tonight?

What are you talking?

Where did you get all the stamina?

My bed is messy again.

Type.

What?

I’m sleeping on your bed to night.

Mine is dirty. I don’t wanna sleep on it.

Are you free this Saturday evening?

If it’s only sex, then yeah.

Who says anything about sex?

Oh?

I want to ask you to buy a new bed sheet with me.

Are you going to the cafeteria?

I'm asking you to join me.

Didn't you say it yourself?

Between you and I...

If we cut off the sex part, we are friends.

You are the friend I want to do this with.

You should be happy I’m acting like this.

These are my high school friends.

Mai and Puifai.

Friend request sent.