How to Hate You?

Introduction

From the outside, Kornnaphat "Orm" Ratananakul seems like she has it all: wealth, status, and the confidence to stroll around campus like she owns it (because, to be fair, her family practically does).

Meanwhile, Lalita "Ling Ling" Wongchai is just trying to keep her head down—juggling scholarship obligations, part-time jobs, and a determination to graduate drama-free.

But one fateful night at a local nightclub flips both of their worlds upside down. When Ling Ling finds Orm passed out and defenseless, she does the responsible thing by bringing her safely home. She has no idea that her act of kindness is about to earn her a whole lot more than a simple "thank you."

Because Orm doesn't just show gratitude—she turns it into a spectacle.

"Why do you keep following me?"
"Because, darling, you're simply too entertaining to ignore."

Soon, Ling Ling's quiet days are filled with outrageous public antics, over-the-top VIP table demands, and a whirlwind of teasing that borders on infuriatingly addictive.

Wherever Ling Ling goes, Orm follows, flashing that smug little grin that says, "I'm having the time of my life—and so will you... whether you want to or not."

"Would you please stop calling me 'darling'?!"
"Stop pretending you hate it, Lalita. We both know better."

Will Ling Ling figure out how to stop this newfound chaos before it derails her future?

Or is she secretly enjoying the Queen Bee's attention a bit more than she'd ever admit out loud?

A bass-heavy track pulsed through the crowded club. Ling Ling hustled behind the bar, hoping—praying—it wouldn't be a repeat of last time.

Then came that unmistakable voice

"Ah, my favorite bartender."

Ling Ling turned, forcing a polite smile, but Orm looked entirely too smug in her designer outfit.

"I'm feeling adventurous," Orm purred. "Surprise me... if you can."

Ling Ling snatched a bottle from the shelf, muttering under her breath.

She might've considered spiking the drink with extra espresso just to watch Orm squirm.

Revenge is best served caffeinated, she mused

Lights flashed, music thumped, and Orm's entourage burst into cackles when Ling Ling approached their roped-off booth.

"Oh, look," Orm drawled, swirling her drink lazily, "my favorite scholarship student has come to pay her respects."

Ling Ling ground her teeth, reminding herself not to fling a tray of cocktails in Orm's direction—no matter how tempting.

"Would you like to order," she managed through a tight smile, "or just continue harassing me?"

Orm's grin spread. "Who says I can't do both?"

Ling Ling gripped her stack of textbooks like a shield, scanning the silent aisles.

No sign of Orm, she thought with relief, sliding into a hidden corner.

A moment later, a familiar perfume wafted by.

"Oh, Lalita," Orm cooed, appearing out of nowhere. "Fancy meeting you here—again."

Ling Ling's heart sank.

"How... how did you even find me?"

Orm smirked, tapping her chin thoughtfully.

"You make it too easy, darling."

Apparently, even the library wasn't safe.

In a swirl of clashing personalities, comedic takedowns, and unexpected moments of genuine connection, these two can't seem to stay away from each other—no matter how hard Ling Ling tries.

Strap in for a rollercoaster of witty banter, uninvited run-ins, and the slow, maddening realization that sometimes the people who drive you craziest might also be the ones you can't shake off