Original subtitles

Are you okay?

I'm totally fine. Never mind.

But you blackout.

You're this way because you've used your gift too much.

-You're weak. -Get out!

-Weirdo! -Get out!

Punn has resigned as the class president.

I have some ideas about what I'll do...

HEROINE WINS GOLD IN ALL EVENTS

...as the new class president.

MS. PATCHAMON PITIWONGKORN GRADE 10, ROOM 2 (GIFTED)

Next up is "Gossip 'til We Drop."

In the latest update, The Gifted Program

changed their class president.

The main characters are the two students who fought earlier.

This may intensify the rift within the class

even further.

Boom! It could cause a huge bang.

Next up, our school is as weird as the weather right now.

The bras of female students are being stolen.

Ms. Ladda can't find the culprit yet.

What's going on?

What's wrong with everyone?

No, don't do this to me.

This looks like a zombie movie.

How did it end up like this?

2 DAYS EARLIER

As you may all know,

Punn has resigned as the class president.

It is necessary for me to select a new class president.

We've made the selection based on the list submitted earlier.

The new class president

is Wave.

Wave.

Do you want to say something to your friends?

As the new class president,

there's something I've always wanted to do.

I want to see us improve.

I want to see everyone develop to their full potential.

Is this really him?

First, we need to tie up some loose ends.

For example, we need to deal with those who ditch class often.

It's him, all right.

Okay, is that--

And those who have yet to discover their gifts.

To give them a nudge to study harder,

I want those who haven't discovered their gift

to maintain the classroom

and clean the room every day

until they find their special ability.

Son of a bitch.

Why are you doing this?

To motivate them.

If they don't want to be on cleaning duty,

they should focus more on finding their gift.

Who knows?

They may later find out that their gift is cleaning.

Or they may have already known

that they don't have

any gift at all.

This will be a wake-up call for them to realize they don't belong here

and resign from the program.

All right.

If you think this will help your friends develop their gifts,

we can give it a try.

-What the hell? -Okay.

Go back to your seat. Let's start the class.

Shit!

Oh, Director.

I'm so sorry.

You gave me such a warm welcome.

What brings you here?

I want to talk to Patchamon.

Mon isn't in the Gifted class today.

That's fine.

What are you upset about?

I'm quite stressed about my gift.

Why?

I don't think I have anything.

It's been months

and I haven't found anything that could be a special ability.

I understand you, Pawaret.

But each of us moves at our own pace.

Just because you haven't found your gift today,

it doesn't mean you don't have one.

The difficulty in finding your gift

may make it greater than anyone else's

once you find it.

I'm not sure about that.

Relax.

Don't focus too hard on it.

Try doing what you don't usually do.

Or talk to friends

you don't usually talk to.

You may understand more.

What do you mean?

STUDENT'S PHYSICAL EXAMINATION RECORD

Our school is as weird as the weather right now.

The bras of female students are being stolen.

Ms. Ladda can't find the culprit yet.

Be careful, girls.

Next up is "Gossip 'til We Drop."

Come and shower me with gossip.

Let me go!

You startled me. What do you want from me?

The Director asked me to give you this document.

And I want to know where you've gone to.

Why? Do you want to join my club?

I want you to do three things.

Duck, kick, and run.

-What? -Duck.

Kick.

Run.

What the heck...

Damn it! We lost again.

What are you guys playing at?

Jane set up a bet

on whether you can knock out everyone in the club within ten minutes.

She did it in less than ten.

She hasn't broken a sweat.

As promised, everyone,

Jane will tidy up the gym today.

Congratulations!

Wait, stop. This is silly.

What if I accidentally broke someone's neck?

Calm down.

Here. Drink this to cool down.

Come on, throw it.

I think we should go.

Don't be the front tire of a tricycle.

What?

A third wheel.

-Who's this? -My friend.

So what are you doing here?

Are you here to join the club?

Not really. I just want to have a look.

We will practice soon. I'll show you.

-Let's go. -Let's go.

Pang.

Come here.

This is the practice space.

Boxers practice over there.

Hey, let's do it!

Let's go!

You can do it!

-Damn, you suck! -Gosh.

Stand up.

You're such a rookie.

Sucker!

You're the club president and you lose to a girl.

-Can you beat Mon? -I'm better than you, anyway.

All right.

So have you made up your mind about joining the club?

I'm interested.

But doesn't your club only do karate?

This is the Martial Arts Club.

We have everything.

Karate, judo, taekwondo, and Muay Thai.

You can pick whatever you want.

How many can you do?

All of them.

Really?

Awesome!

No, it's because of my talent.

Before I joined The Gifted Program,

I played all sports,

but I wasn't good at any of them.

When my gift awakened,

it made my body stronger

and more flexible.

My instincts are better as well.

It enables me to do all sports well.

I see.

That's a good talent.

Are there any downsides?

None.

Mon, throw me the boxing gloves.

Too much force.

You are close with your friends in this club.

-Why? Is that strange? -It is.

I don't see many Gifted students close with anyone else in school.

It's the club.

I never thought that

people in the Martial Arts Club would get along.

Think about it, we kick each other,

punch each other. We inflict pain on each other.

But maybe it's because we go through this together

that we love each other.

Now I see why you ditched the Gifted class to be here.

Mon!

What's up?

The coach sent a text from Japan.

He has finalized the list of athletes who will participate

in the National Youth Games.

What's the matter? You aren't selected?

I am, but for the female athlete,

the coach will send you instead of Jane.

No, I didn't apply for it.

Jane has been working hard for this.

I know, but...

The coach said if you go, there's a better chance that we'll win.

What's up?

Well...

For the National Youth Games,

the coach will send Mon for the female category.

It's for the best.

The coach knows that we will surely win if you go.

But you've been practicing so hard.

Come on, we're on the same team.

If you win, I win as well.

Kick them until they drop.

If we lose in the male category, at least we will have some gold medals.

Hey!

Guys, let's hear it for Mon.

That's enough, guys.

I'm just going for the Youth Games, not the Olympics.

No need to cheer.

Okay, then.

Guys, we will have a boot camp this Sunday.

For those of you who are competing, give it your best.

For those who aren't, please support your friends.

This year, we will be gold medalists.

Let's hear it!

Go for it.

Wash this, too.

Don't worry. Give it your best.

It's good that you're coming.

You can compete in other sports as well.

If you were a guy,

the coach would have you compete in every event.

Oh, come on. Don't sulk.

-Hey. -What was that?

Hey! Jane,

was that your voice?

Who hurt you?

-Jane, what's wrong? -Leave me the hell alone!

Jane.

Jane, calm down.

Jane.

Why does it have to be you?

Tell me. You want to replace me, right?

-Say it! -Jane, calm down.

-Jane! -Jane!

-What happened? -Jane!

She was attacked and passed out.

-What? Help her. -How?

Jane, are you okay?

Can you describe the bra thief?

I didn't see his face. I only saw him with his sack.

Did you see his pin?

Are you crazy? The pin is smaller than his face.

Move away. Let us pass through.

Art, what's going on?

-Who got hurt? -Nothing, it's just a little accident.

A little accident? She passed out!

Art!

It's nothing. Someone needs my help now, Koi.

How are things?

I saw Jane earlier and I'm still trembling.

It was so scary.

Right?

She went nuts all of a sudden.

You felt that too, right?

She went full zombie, like in the movies.

It's so scary. It's unlike anything I'd ever seen.

Our club has been full of strange stuff lately,

don't you think?

The bras of our club members have gone missing.

Creepy, right?

Hey, I have to go pee. Okay, bye.

Given what I heard,

she has all the symptoms of a drug addict.

That can't be right.

There's no way a sports girl like Jane would be addicted to drugs.

That's right. We're with her all the time.

She could have never done that.

How can you be sure?

Are you with her all the time?

What if...

she didn't do drugs,

but someone forced them on her?

Would it have the same effect?

Why?

Do you know something we don't?

No, I am just curious.

I don't think we should jump to any conclusions for now.

We should wait until she wakes up

and do a full-body check-up again.

I think it will take time to investigate this matter.

You guys should be on alert right now.

What about the boot camp this Sunday?

Coach isn't here.

That's fine.

I will take care of this.

-No! -No!

I mean, it's fine.

Art and I can handle this ourselves.

Yes.

No way.

If I let you run it yourselves,

you will wreak havoc for sure.

It's time to leave

and let the patient rest.

Wait, Mon.

Yes, Mr. Pom?

Is this your checkup result?

Yes, it is.

Can I keep this?

Sure.

Steady your breathing. Inhale and exhale.

Inhale and your ribcage will expand.

Look at how it turned out. We are now the Buddhist Club.

We haven't even taken a shower yet.

They make us sit and meditate here while we're all stinky.

If we achieve nirvana,

all the angels will die.

That's true.

Deep inhale, long exhale.

Slowly.

Let's make a run for it.

-Let's go. -Focus your energy

to the tip of your nose.

Focus...

-Who's that? -Jeez!

What are you doing here?

I thought you were that psycho.

I'm here to catch the culprit.

Do you know who it is?

I don't,

but there's one thing I didn't tell the teachers.

What?

The day Jane went mad,

I saw a guy lurking behind the gym.

I don't think he's in the club.

What does he look like?

He's thin.

He's this tall.

He has a tanned face.

He's carrying a brown sack.

A brown sack?

Are you referring to

Duke?

Duke is an oddball.

He signed up to be in the club.

But every time he was here, he wouldn't do anything

besides stare at people practicing,

especially girls.

I know he's weird,

but I never thought it was because of drugs.

Don't make that conclusion yet. Let's see what he has to say.

Hey!

What's in this room?

Air-conditioners. It's usually empty.

Shit!

What the hell?

Hey, Duke!

Damn it.

What's this?

It's Mon's bag.

-What? -Yes.

-Wait. How did you get here? -What?

I climbed through from the female bathroom.

It's Duke. He's the culprit.

-What? Duke? -Yes.

He ran towards the gym. Let's follow him.

-Come on. -Let's go.

Focus on your breathing.

Disregard anything

that distracts you.

Stop, you psycho!

Focus on your breathing.

Stop!

-Why is he running so fast? -He is.

Pang.

-Are you okay? -I'm okay.

But I think I've sprained my ankle.

Let me give you a hand.

Slowly.

-Hello, Mr. Pom. -Mon.

Where are you? Are you still at practice?

I'm at the gym. I'm running after the culprit who drugged Jane.

Running?

Stop it now.

I got Jane's checkup results.

Really?

Did someone drug her?

The thing is...

we found a stimulant

that has the same effect as the drug inside Jane.

So Jane was drugged.

I will try to catch the guy as soon as possible.

Stop! It's not like that.

I found this stimulant

on your towel.

What do you mean?

It's an effect from your gift, Mon.

Your sweat caused Jane to go mad.

I think it's nothing. Let's head back.

Wait, there has to be something.

Otherwise, Art wouldn't try so hard to hide it.

Look, there's nothing in there.

Why are you messing around here,

Koi, Mamuang?

We're not messing around.

We just want to find out what happened at this club the other day.

You poke your nose everywhere.

Why don't you focus on your own club?

It's the Journalist Club's duty

to dig deep into anything weird and report it to the public.

Nonsense.

How can there be anything strange?

I handle this club myself

and everything is fine.

If everything's fine, why can't we go in there?

You two are too much.

Fine,

follow me.

Mon, what's up?

What did Mr. Pom say?

Art.

Grab a bandage from the locker for Pang.

Come on, our friend is hurt.

Mon, what's wrong?

Mr. Pom said that

according to my physical exam results,

after I use my gift,

there's a spike in the production of a pheromone in my body.

This pheromone

is secreted with sweat.

It's what drives everyone insane.

The room is stuffy.

Now, can you see?

Everything is all right, yes?

Don't you think it's weird?

Weird is good.

When someone inhales it,

the pheromone will stimulate the nervous system.

They even turn at the same time.

Marvelous.

It increases strength, but decreases conscience.

Everyone, I shouldn't have complimented you.

Sit back down now.

They would dare to do what they don't normally do,

according to their subconscious.

Sit back down or I'll punish the whole club.

Snap away. This is going to be good.

I said sit down! Do you have a problem with me?

They are capable of anything from attacking

to killing.

Let's run!

Koi, help me!

-Mamuang! -No, run!

Why did you say that, Ms. Ladda? No!

Koi!

That's okay, Mon. Mr. Pom will take care of it.

Here it is.

-Thank you. -No problem.

Let me help you.

-Help me! -Hey!

-The gym! -Koi!

Wait.

Don't go. We'll handle this. Go to the infirmary.

What's going on?

What's wrong with everyone? This looks like a zombie movie.

Duke!

-It's not him. -If it wasn't him, who was it?

Never mind that. Let's help Ms. Ladda now.

-What? -Come!

CONFISCATED

Has the meditation session ended, Ms. Ladda?

Oh, my god! What is this?

What's going on?

-Come out! -Come out!

They must be feeling stuffy.

It will wear off.

The teacher has a way to deal with this.

The teacher is also mad.

I told you to take a deep breath. Why can't you do it?

Deep inhale. I'll do it myself, then.

Inhale deeply.

No more regular teachers.

We'll invite monks next time.

-Open the door! -Hey!

What's wrong with everyone?

Aim! Yod!

What's wrong?

Hey, here comes the bitch.

The bitch is here.

I hate you, Mon. Get out.

I want you to die. You took everything from me.

You bring bad luck. Get out!

This doesn't look good.

Mon! They're coming!

Mon!

What's wrong, Mon?

Are you okay?

Your shoelace is untied.

Normally, you'd be able to take them down without a sweat.

Mon, whatever it is,

let it go or we'll be in deep trouble.

-Art. -What?

Don't do anything. I'll handle this.

Are you up for it?

Yes.

Okay. Whatever you say.

That was close. Luckily, I'm here.

Mon.

Mon.

Mon!

Mon!

What's wrong, Mon?

Stop there. Don't come near me.

Mon, what's wrong?

Mon.

Everyone in the club hates me.

Don't read too much into it.

They're this way because they're on Duke's drugs.

When they come back to their senses, everything will be okay.

And pretend to like me?

So what if they pretend to like you?

At least, I like you for real.

Whatever happens,

I will never do that to you.

I will never hurt you,

I promise.

Thanks.

Let me wipe your nose.

-Don't be silly. -Look at you.

All the tears.

Let's go.

Come on.

Art.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Art, calm down.

You said you didn't hate me.

I was just pretending.

You're a freaking liar.

You lied your way into everyone's lives.

You took advantage of all of us.

Do you know how much we all have to practice?

And yet no one can beat your talent.

Again!

Again!

Without you here, everyone will be happier.

Everybody hates you.

I hate you.

Do you hear me? I hate you!

Again!

It happened again!

They say the more you practice, the better you will get.

Where's the truth in that?

Art.

Art.

At least, I like you for real.

Whatever happens,

I will never hurt you, I promise.

EMERGENCY AMBULANCE

So what really happened?

Why are all the kids in the Martial Arts Club hurt?

Ms. Ladda?

I guess we have to cancel the competition next week?

That won't be enough.

I think we should disband the club.

This pheromone

doesn't only come from your sweat,

but from all kinds of fluids in your body.

Given the situation,

what are you going to do?

I will quit the club.

Please don't be upset.

No one wanted this to happen.

Please don't blame yourself.

How can I not?

All this happened because of me.

Korn, are you here to dress your wound?

Yes.

Go to the infirmary and wait for me there. I'll get back to you.

The total number of injured is 19.

One from the journalist club

and eighteen from the Martial Arts Club.

Eighteen from the Martial Arts Club?

Where is the remaining one?

I never thought that people in the Martial Arts Club would get along.

We kick each other, punch each other.

We inflict pain on each other.

But maybe it's because we go through this together

that we love each other.

Duke, you psycho!

-Damn you! -Nac, stop!

-You son of a bitch! -Nac, I said stop.

Nac, stop it!

Why can't we just talk it through?

You want to talk? Sure.

What the hell is wrong with you? Have you gone mad like the others?

Yes, I have.

I'm mad that you ruined my club.

If I hadn't followed Art,

I would have ended up like the others.

No matter how hard you beat him up, you can't save your club.

That's right. Even if I beat him to death, I can't save my club.

Because this is on you.

What happened was an accident.

No one wanted things to turn out this way.

Once a liar, always a liar.

Our club was doing so well.

But things went downhill

as soon as you came.

Do you think you're the only one who's sad about this?

Mon is sad.

-I am sad. -Why would you be?

You've always wanted to ruin my life.

Shit follows you everywhere you go.

You asshole!

Being your friend was a mistake.

Damn it!

If all you can think about is me ruining your life,

go and bang your head against a pole until you drop dead.

Nac.

Nac! What are you doing?

Stop! Nac!

Nac!

Stop it now.

Nac!

Nac!

Nac! What the hell is wrong with you?

Stop it now! I'm telling you to stop!

Nac! Stop!

-What should we do? -Go check it out.

What's wrong?

What happened to you?

-He's unconscious. -Why did you do that?

There's a lot of blood.

Can you hear me?

-He's not responding. -Let me...

Just because you haven't found your gift today,

it doesn't mean you don't have one.

The difficulty in finding your gift

may make it greater than anyone else's

once you find it.

Subtitle translation by Anawat Promjae