After five minutes and thirty-three seconds... I saw two stupid figures running towards me. Arm was carrying my bag while Pol was carrying a glass of orange juice for me.
"Khun let's go it's time for your first class.." Arm said as soon as he came.
Pol gave me the juice. I didn't take that. I just sat straight, crossed my arms on my chest and narrowed my eyes at him. I can see a little fear in his eyes. Good!
I stood up to walk to the.... Class.
"Khun! Where are you going?" Arm asked.
"To the class. Duh!" I rolled my eyes.
"Khun you're going the wrong way... class is not there."
Damn it. I turned to go the RIGHT way.
We just kept walking and walking... It's like my class is in different country or something. I kept my head held high. Even then I can notice every thing going on around me.
I halted abruptly. From the corner of my eye, I saw someone.
"What happened Khun?" My action alerted them both.
"Arm give me your coat." He looked puzzle. "Come on hurry up."
He gave my bag to Pol and did as I said. I almost snatch the coat from his hands.
"Now take my bag and go to the class." I said and his mouth fall open. Did I say something weird!
"Khun... How can I? It's YOUR class." He stares at me.
"I know. Now go. Don't be late. Shoo shoo~" I pushed him hard. My both bodyguards exchange some silent looks and Arm finally gave up. He looked like any other student, wearing white shirt, glasses and holding MY bag. But he was more handsome than any other boy I have seen here.
"Khun?" Ahh I was staring at Arm's back that I almost forget this guy behind me.
"Pol take this coat and go to nearest medical store immediately." Hearing this his eyes widen.
"Kh....Khun! Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" He looked at me from head to toe. I just rolled my eyes.
"Yeah I'm fine. Now go and buy some ointment or medicine or... anything that can heal a reddish-purple bruise." He looked confused. "GOOO!!!" I almost kicked this idiot.
After twenty-eight minutes and six seconds. Pol came back holding a small paper bag. I snatch that bag and smiled.
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AMY's POV:
What a fine day!
I was sitting on the grass, writing notes for my next lecture. I missed my first class thanks to.... whatever.
I placed my notebook on the ground and was writing with my left hand. Placing right arm on my knees. With every passing minute my bruised hand looked more and more ugly... Dang! I don't even want to look at it.
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TANKHUN Fanfic | Mind Over Matter
Fanfiction"In a world full of ordinary, Be the Tankhun." A side story to Kinnporsche the novel. Because we can't get enough of Tankhun. Let me borrow the character of Tankhun, eldest son of Mafia family. **** What will happen when our Drama-King Tankhun goes...
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