Why R U ? (FighterxTutor) (Eng) 1

    

 

Chapter 1 

 

"Okay, so I'll see you na, Tor."

 

"Um," Tutor nodded before raising his hand to greet his friend sitting next to the driver's seat in the car that was about to leave.

 

Fight looked at him a little before closing the driver's window and then drove the car away from Tutor's dormitory.

 

From the rearview mirror, they could see a boy who looked very lonely.

 

But Fighter remembered that every time he saw Tutor, he always felt filled by an inner strength.

 

"What do you want to eat today kha?" Hwahwa's voice distracted him from his thoughts and turned to look at her.

 

"You do it," he replied.

 

"Umm, what do you think of the grilled pig, P'Fight?"

 

"Okay, the grilled pork sounds good."

 

Hwahwa smiled gratefully for his answer.

 

Hwahwa was cute, both in her actions and in her character, and always said what she wanted.

 

He liked Hwahwa; yet he didn't know why, but he felt that something was missing.

 

"Is Tor also tutor? I'm curious."

 

"Oh yes. He also works part time in the P'Ke patisserie. It is a very nice shop. It is located in a small street near the university. The atmosphere is very nice, I have been there a few times. But you can Can you imagine? Tutor dressed in black uniform with an apron in a shop. He's very well, P '. "

 

"Uh-hu", he was only vaguely listening to her, probably because he was quite surprised to know that in addition to tutoring, Tutor also had another part-time job.

 

Someone like Tutor really did something like that.

 

"Why are you making that face?" Hwahwa raised his eyebrows and asked the person by his side. "Or is it so surprising that Tutor does such a thing?"

 

"No."

 

"Or do you just not understand why Tutor didn't talk about it during the code meetings ?"

 

Fighter nodded lazily.

 

"Don't be surprised because Tor usually doesn't talk about himself. His family is having financial problems. His parents' business suffered losses and he had to sell the house. They had to move to relatives in the province. He is all I know, what Tor told me. "

 

"Did they sell the house?", Fighter was curious to know.

 

"Yes, that's why Tutor has to sleep in the dormitory. Partly because his parents had to sell the house and used the money to open a restaurant in the province. The money they send him is not enough, so Tor has to teach and work part -time. But okay na kha. At least at university, if we get five 5 in the subjects, we don't have to pay for housing. But the money isn't enough to pay tuition anyway ... "

 

"..."

    

 

 

"... and the annual fees for the Engineering faculty are not cheap. Even with the reduction, there are still tens of thousands to pay. So Tor has some difficulties. And there is also the cost of living and a lot of others. things, "Hwahwa couldn't help sighing.

 

This was the story she had told her parents. While they were ready to help Tutor without asking him to return anything, his friend had said that if he had really been in trouble, he would have told her. Knowing him, it was a gentle way of refusing their help.

 

"So, as you saw today, my friend is working for me and would have eaten with me as a payment."

 

"Ah ... I forgot", Hwahwa looked sad, "but I think there is no problem because I will go out with Tor next time anyway."

 

"Um ... Your friend is cute, isn't he?"

 

"Eh?"

 

"Which friend? We are talking about Tutors, right? Because besides being beautiful, he is also a good person, polite and very diligent. With this, P'Fight should want to be his friend, at least a little, right? At least how code line ? "

 

"..."

 

Fight said nothing because he was driving, but then he couldn't stop himself from asking, "Er, Hwa ... Prima Tor said something to me ..."

 

"What kha?"

 

"He said we go out together as boyfriends ..."

 

"..." Hwahwa was silent.

 

He remembered it well and was surprised by those words.

 

"If we learned to pay more attention, we would know what our girl likes. "

 

He himself did not feel attracted to anything. He didn't want to say anything to Tutor. But he wanted to make sure that the person at his side understood the nature of their relationship well.

 

"What ..."

 

"Actually P 'isn't serious about anything khrap. I didn't understand what he was referring to, since only you and I really know what kind of relationship we have now."

 

Her voice didn't sound angry. She was calm and the tone was relaxed, she was only expressing her feelings as a matter of fact. Fight was never serious. But he just wanted to say it out loud and point out that the relationship between him and Hwahwa was only that of friends with benefits . 

 

 

Hwahwa was silent and clasped her hands in her lap. She herself had not been sure of the type of relationship she had with Fight so far.

 

Fight had told her right away that if she found someone better, she could have told him anytime and he would be gone.

 

Hwa didn't understand why Fight did this. But it could be said that he was doing it because he wanted to find someone he could truly love; and when it happened, he himself would tell her that that was the person he wanted.

 

Obviously things were going well for the time being. P 'wasn't asking for anything personal that she wasn't ready to tell. He never asked her about her e-boys she didn't want to talk about. Fighter took care of her as expected of a man and had someone to talk to.

 

As for going further than kissing, Hwahwa hadn't even done it with Fighter, even though she had been in intimacy with her previous boyfriend. Hwahwa knew there had been more, but with him ... He didn't understand why.

 

And since it had always been this way, he wanted that man.

 

He wanted to tell him to do anything that would tie him to her like a spell ... make him lose inside her like never before. Not that she didn't like what they had at the moment, but she felt there was something they had to overcome.

 

"Should I tell my friends that we're close but we're not engaged? That we're just friends with benefits? Because if one day I had to leave suddenly because I found a new boyfriend, could they preach me for leaving you?"

 

"You don't have to do this, Hwa ..."

 

"With what we have. P'Fight is fine and Hwa doesn't feel guilty either." Hwahwa smiled at him and he nodded gently before returning to look at the road ahead.

 

Fighter didn't give too much importance to the story and hadn't told anyone about his relationship with her. Because the important thing for him was that they both knew that "they didn't hang out".

 

 

...

 

"I'm so tired."

 

So tired that he wanted to sleep without thinking or doing anything else. But he kept saying that no matter how much he thought about his problem or worried about it, he still didn't find a solution.

 

He was so exhausted that he dropped onto the bed without even taking off his socks.

 

He was about to close his eyes and fall asleep but tried to reopen them when his cell phone vibrated nearby.

 

Tutor tried to bury his head under the pillow, pretending not to feel the vibration. But he couldn't, so he sat up, rubbed his face and retrieved the phone: "Khrap"

 

[Are you P'Tor na kha? "] The voice came from the other end of the line. It was the junior M.6 *, who had just started studying languages with him.

 

 

"What's going on khrap? Do you need anything?" Tutor answered sleepily.

 

[I have things to do with friends, so I wanted to inform P'Tor that I wanted to cancel the course that starts this Saturday na kha.]

 

"..."

 

[Okay kha, P'Tor?] His voice seemed worried even over the phone line and Tutor smiled.

 

"Okay, no problem. I understand."

 

[Really? You are really kind, P'Tor. Because I was the one who contacted you first for these courses but my friend Mae and other friends enrolled us to take courses at school ... so I had to cancel na kha.]

    

 

 

"Okay, don't give yourself too much na khrap."

 

[I would like to die of embarrassment because P'Tor is really so kind. Here, now I want to cancel courses at school. Next time I promise to study with P'Tor na kha. And I will bring 10 other friends to look at your face.]

 

"If you do this, I won't be able to teach na khrap."

 

[Hahaha, P'Tor don't take it seriously, I don't really mean to. Now I feel better, I shouldn't bother you anymore. Goodnight kha P ']

 

"Khrap."

 

Tutor closed the communication and fell back on the bed. Although he felt sorry for the money, he understood that certain things could happen.

 

Tutor opened the notes on his cell phone to check the number of students left.

 

He still only had two more, which would have finished the course in two weeks.

 

He thought about his savings. Even though he had enough to pay for the room, there wasn't enough in an emergency. Even if his family sent him the money every month, the figure was only enough for his daily expenses in Bangkok.

 

Tutor closed his eyes again. He tried to find a solution to his problem. Life was not so bad and he did not regret anything.

 

He did not blame his parents for jeopardizing their business.

 

Eventually, Tutor opened his eyes before deciding to call P'Ke, the owner of the pastry shop where he worked part-time.

 

"P'Ke, I'm Tor khrap." 

[Hey, what's up?]

 

"Can I disturb you for a moment?"

 

[You can always tell me everything. If it's all about yourself, tell me how much you need.]

 

"That's not why, P'Ke. I would like to ask you ... Could I work full-time on the weekend?"

 

[Sure.]

 

"So, could I come to work part-time even in the evening after class?"

 

[Wait ... aren't you tutoring?]

 

"Yes, but there are not many students left and they should finish next week. So I would like to work with you. But if I get more work as a tutor, then I will tell you about it again ..."

 

[Nong Tor ... "]

 

"You can not?"

[It's not that I can't ... But aren't you tired? Because you are not only working, you must also take care of the rest ...]

 

"Not at all, P'Ke. I'm getting used to it and it's getting fun."

 

P'Ke listened to Tutor's dedication with fascination. Plus, just at that moment, he had no idea how much more he could help.

 

There was a new patisserie in front of the alley. Although there had been no significant consequences at the time, he feared that one day he would influence the affairs of his shop.

 

[Ok, then you can work anytime you are free.]

 

"Thanks a lot P '!"

 

And with that, the only thing he could do was ... keep on fighting. Su su na!

 

    

 

 End of chapter 1