Why R U ? (FighterxTutor) (Eng) intro

    

 

 

The library is a source of knowledge. It was created so that interested people could come and look for information they didn't have available before. Even with the internet and Google, books are still needed for some people.

 

Tutor often came to avoid the chaos of the outside.

 

Especially during the exam period, the library was like a treasure for him, because it was both quiet and safe. There was no confusion from the outside that always bothered him. Unlike many others who chose to flee to the library just because they wanted to sleep.

 

Just like Day, the other young man sitting opposite him who came to the library only because he wanted to find a place to rest his head and sleep.

 

"Why don't you go back to the dorm because there are no lessons?" Asked the person in front of him, raising his head and then using his hands as a support.

 

    

 

He looked at Tutor, who had just come back to sit after recovering a book.

 

"If it were up to me, I'd go back to sleep in the room," added Day.

 

"I'm waiting for a person."

 

"Is Hwa coming?" Day sat up straight, excited. The corners of the mouth curved slightly upwards, as if he were actually trying to hide it, the smile.

 

Tutor nodded. He opened the book before him, paying no attention to what the other young man thought of him; even though he knew that Day believed he was with Hwa.

 

"So how's it going with Hwa?"

 

"We have agreed to go eat, a promise that must be kept."

 

"Oh," Day nodded. But then he put a hand to his head and looked Tutor straight in the eyes, doubtful.

 

"Do you have anything to say?" Said Tutor.

 

"Can I ask you something?"

 

"Come on," was Tutor's reply, who raised his head for a moment and then looked back at the book before him.

 

"Do you like Hwahwa?"

 

Tutor frowned and stopped to think about his friend's question. It was something he had thought of too. But every time he believed he had found an answer, something deep down told him that this was not the case.

 

"Why do you think I like it?"

 

"You don't have a partner, you always discard them, but not Hwahwa. You always forgive her everything. You take care of her. You do everything. So much that I couldn't help thinking that maybe you fell in love with our friend?"

 

"..."

 

Tutor was silent and looked straight ahead. In his head, he thought of everything he had done for Hwahwa. The point is that what he had done was because he wanted it.

 

For the feelings, he thought it wasn't exactly like that.

 

Because for him, being a friend of Hwahwa is best.

 

"You are so silent. So do you really like Hwahwa?"

 

"No, I don't like it, we're just good friends and we're not what you have in mind na."

 

"So that's it, huh?"

 

"Um ..."

 

Day continued to stare at Tutor to make sure, but when Tutor frowned as if asking him to stop, he sighed.

 

"Hey, being friends is fine na ... But it's good that you don't like Hwahwa in that sense. Because if you liked it, it would be painful to see someone we like with someone else. And I may never be chosen."

 

"..." Tutor did not reply.

 

"What are you talking about?" Saifah, another of their friends, stopped at their table and sat across from Tutor, next to Day.

 

"Bullshit," Day replied. "But you, Saifah. Why didn't you come to class this morning? I was holding your place!"

 

"Sorry, I woke up late," Saifah replied before turning to Tutor. "Then you went back to the room? There are no other lessons, right? Or do you still have any?"

 

"No, he doesn't. He's waiting for Hwahwa," Day replied again.

 

"Oh? Er er ..." Saifah nodded. Then he picked up the phone and started playing.

 

"Have you seen the news on Q-boy's page, Saifah?" Day asked his friend, who raised his head from his cell phone and gave him a confused look. He didn't follow the news on that page too much.

 

"Not yet. Why?"

 

"Ah yes, the football club's plan on Kho and Page Q, right?" Replied Tutor, sitting on the opposite side of the two.

 

"Yes, that. Ai Tor, you don't usually use social media, how do you know?"

 

"The plan to earn money to spend on sports equipment for the orphanage? I heard about it from P'Jay. Why?" It was Tutor's reply, since Saifah had just discovered that the football club's annual plan would be posted on Kho and Page Q-boy.

 

"Nothing. It is that this year's project seems to have been made big. There will also be a band that will hold a vote instead of the usual concert and will sing in the middle of the stadium. When does it take money to buy sports equipment?"

 

"Last year people didn't donate so much. Once production costs were cut, there wasn't much left for the material. P'Jay and P'Prug consulted with Page Q and the seniors suggested this method for voting. "

 

    

 

"What kind of vote is it?" Tutor was not interested in social media. Not every day, it was sometimes difficult to find time to rest.

 

"I don't know," Saifah replied, which shocked Tutor.

 

"Are you really a member of the football club or not, Ai Saifah? You really don't know anything?"

 

Day, who was his best friend, didn't understand why he wasn't particularly interested.

 

"But do you know? The vote Saifah talks about, what is it?" Tutor asked curiously.

 

"As Saifah said, the football club, Kho and Page Q have created an event to raise money. People will vote to sing, play the guitar and join the event. It is done in pairs, one outside and one member. of the club. "

 

"Oh..."

 

"But you know, don't you? That Page Q Boy is only for boys, so the vote is for two boys singing together. While the score of the people of the club is low, that of the outsiders is high."

 

"Will there be any outsiders to pair with you, Ai Saifah? Who?"

 

"It's Ai Zon, your dear high school friend."

 

"That Zon ??" Tutor exclaimed in surprise.

 

He knew that his high school classmate was not in the habit of participating in any activity. He was an introverted type who preferred to stay home and get lost in novels every day.

 

"Ah, that Ai Zon who was part of the supervision?"

 

"But Saifah and Ai Zon are two opposites. How are they going to work together?" Tutor said finally and Day nodded because he understood what his friend meant.

 

"Well ... this is for the vote, you know. If you don't both work well, you will lose."

 

"Right," agreed Tutor. Then he looked at the other friend sitting across from him. "Even if you two can work together, it's okay with you, isn't it, Saifah?"

 

"Are you asking me?"

 

"Er, yes, we're asking you," was Day's reply.

 

"Honestly, if you ask me, it doesn't suit me. I don't really want to work with him. But if I really have to, I have no problems. And as far as his dependence on whether or not he is reading, that's a problem of the your friend. Right, Tor? "

 

"I think so too. Look at Ai Zhon's posture, is it really suitable for this job?"

 

"It's not for me to accept or not." Saifah replied, his eyes still glued to the cell phone he had kept playing on.

 

"Tutor !!" The voice of the person who called him was so loud that the people sitting in the library turned to stare at her.

 

"Hwa! Your voice is too loud!" Tutor scolded her. So saying, he turned and bowed his head in apology to the people who had turned to look at her.

 

Her friend sat down beside her, feeling guilty as Tutor stared at her.

 

Hwahwa curled his lips in an adorable pout until Tutor merely shook his head and looked at her with tired eyes.

 

Day was watching the scene: Tutor was spoiling Hwahwa very much. He really couldn't believe Tutor didn't like the girl.

 

He couldn't help but think that Tutor didn't have a girlfriend because of Hwahwa.

 

How did Hwa convince Tutor every time?

 

But Day was not worried.

 

When Tutor himself had confirmed that there was nothing but friendship, he had believed him.

 

Because in the end, whether Hwahwa liked Tutor or Day, she would have decided who to give her heart to. It didn't depend on them.

 

"Ah, P'Fight ..." Saifah said suddenly, greeting the man who stood behind Tutor. Day also greeted him.

 

"Sawadee, P '!"

 

"Don't you have lessons?" Asked Fighter amicably.

 

Even though he hadn't turned to look at him, Tutor was aware of the presence of the other behind him, who was giving off some kind of vibration.

 

Fight or Fighter.

 

A name that partly remained with his own, Tutor. So much so that he could not find a reason why God had made fun of him by giving him a name so similar to that of a person he hated.

 

Exact. Tutor didn't like Fighter. He hadn't liked him from day one and still didn't like him. Fighter was a man not much taller than he, with a sharp face that always stared at him. All he did was watch him constantly.

 

    

 

He didn't think he would be bothered, the problem was that Fighter was his senior code and was currently attending Hwahwa.

 

"I have it, and I also have Ai Day and P'Zhon, while Ai Tor doesn't have any more."

 

Fighter nodded and sat down next to Hwahwa.

 

"I thought it was going to be just the two of us," said Tutor, because only the two of them were included in their arrangements.

 

"Sorry!" 

"..." Tutor didn't reply, he just raised an eyebrow.

 

The girl continued: "Tor, I just thought that if we ate together with other people, the food would be better. If Day and Saifah had no other lessons today, I would invite them too. Let's also bring P'Fight, na ..."

 

"..."

 

"Na Tor ..." his whining voice reached an even higher level. "Let him come ... na ..."

 

"Um ... If he wants to come, make him come."

 

"Yay!" 

"But I'm not coming anymore," said Tutor suddenly. Then he turned to get his books and sheets scattered on the table and put them in his bag.

 

"Aww ..."

 

"Actually, I have work to finish. I'll go on working."

 

"Tor ... Are you angry with me?"

 

"No I'm not angry."

 

"If you're not angry, then all three of us go together, na. We can eat your favorite Japanese food. We get P'Fight lunch."

 

"I really have to finish work. If I hadn't had an appointment with you, I probably would have already gone home."

 

"You're saying it to make me feel more guilty."

 

"Why should you feel guilty? I really have to work."

 

"Really?"

 

"Um."

 

"OK it's good." Eventually, Hwa surrendered. "But if you're going home, at least let P'Fight take you in the car, na ..."

 

"Hey, there is no need ..."

 

"You can't refuse me this. It's the punishment for breaking your promise so many times." said Hwa. As soon as she had finished speaking and was ready to leave, a thought occurred to her.

 

"Um ... P'Fight, you said you wanted to talk to Tutor about the queue party , right?"

 

Tutor frowned as he watched the other speak on his cell phone. Fighter looked up and gave him a confused look. Then he said, "It's a farewell party for P'Banthit, who graduates, and wants everyone to come. Anyone who doesn't come is a bad person."

 

"You should say that to yourself, because I already participate every year," Tutor replied coldly.

 

The atmosphere around the two made it clear to the audience that something was wrong. Eventually, Hwhwa hastened to speak cheerfully: "In conclusion, Tutor will also be na. Thank goodness, so I will have a friend."

 

"Ah, are you going too?"

 

"Oh, P'Fight will come with me."

 

"You go," nodded Tutor. "I'm still not sure, I still have work to do."

 

    

 

"Do I have to be a tutor too?"

 

"Um .." Tutor nodded. He was about to tell her about the tutoring program.

 

"Terrible ... If you don't come, I won't have any friends at the party." Both his tone and his face looked sad. Obviously, this triggered the exclamations of others.

 

"But tutoring hasn't started yet, has it?" he said, Day. "I saw that the lessons are going on."

 

"Can you come with me, then, Tor?" Hwa's expression was hopeful, but she stared at Day until she almost made a hole in his skull.

 

"But if you can't, it's fine. I understand." finally said the girl.

 

"You can go and accompany Hwa for a while, can't you? He would only know you at the party," added Day, but did not dare say anything else because Hwahwa was staring at him in a way that was enough to make him weak.

 

"Er er ... Ok, I'm going."

 

"Yes! You're the best! Then I'll go back with you, I'm really hungry!"

 

"Um" Tutor nodded gently. Then he turned to get his bag and got up. Say goodbye to Saifah and Day before leaving with Fighter and Hwahwa. The three of them left the library together.

 

On the way to the parking lot, Hwahwa apologized for going to the bathroom. They had thought of waiting for her outside the bathrooms, but she said instead of waiting in the car.

 

The atmosphere in the car was quiet, just some music and no conversation between the two.

 

P'Fight kept drumming his fingers on the wheel in time to the music. Tutor stared at his cell phone, regardless of the owner of the car.

 

"Next month is Hwa's birthday," Fight said suddenly, breaking the silence.

 

Fighter was staring at Tutor, sitting behind, from the rearview mirror with a serious look. "Do you know what she likes?" 

Do you really want to know or are you trying to provoke some reaction?

 

"..."

 

"Why are you silent? I asked what Hwa likes. Didn't you hear?"

 

"I heard you."

 

"So why don't you answer?"

 

"I don't think you really don't know."

 

"Should I know all about Hwa? Are you saying this?"

 

    

 

"If you, her boyfriend, don't know, how should someone else know?"

 

"..."

 

"Even if I am with my friends every day, I never know what they like. If we learned to pay more attention, we would know what our girl likes, right?" Replied Tutor, annoyed by the other young man in the car.

 

Fighter was also getting nervous. He turned back to Tutor and faced him angry.

 

"Hey, Ai Tor, I asked you kindly. Why are you answering me like that?"

 

"I'm not looking for trouble, I'm just saying the obvious. But you're so ..."

 

"I'm like?"

 

"So 'you' !!"

 

Clink.

 

The passenger door suddenly opened and Hwahwa got into the car.

 

"Sorry for making you wait na kha. There is a very long queue for the bathroom."

 

Hwahwa apologized quickly to the two boys, but sensed the tense atmosphere and understood that something was wrong.

 

"Still arguing?"

 

"..."

 

"If you keep silent, does that mean I'm right, na?" Hwahwa sighed. "You've been fighting for two years. Aren't you tired? This is where I try to meet you more often but instead of getting closer, the situation is getting worse?"

 

Although Hwahwa liked to complain, neither Fighter nor Tutor replied. Especially Fighter. The young man hadn't even listened to what he said, busy driving the car out of the parking lot.

 

Hwahwa heaved a deep sigh as Tutor stared out the window and looked at people on the street with an empty heart.

 

It's not that Tutor didn't know. He had known for some time that Hwahwa was trying to bring peace between the two. The situation was now slightly better than before.

 

The stories of Tutor and Fighter were at the two antipodes, they would never have been able to converge. They had never liked each other and had never kept in touch since the first day of the entrance ceremony. Tutor felt like he was then.

 

But fate had turned everything into a joke. Tutor remembered that it happened after Hwahwa called him to bring something to the basement of the faculty.

 

That day, P'Fight had passed him.

 

By the time their eyes met, a subtle smile had risen to Fighter's lips. Tutor understood at that moment that something bad would happen soon; something that would happen shortly thereafter.

 

And he was not wrong ... A few weeks later, Hwahwa had arrived in the company of P'Fight: Tutor and Fight could have chatted.

 

Of course the two agreed to speak.

But what was more embarrassing was that Hwahwa always tried to bring them closer ... Tutor let him do it, because even if he wasn't comfortable and he didn't like that person, he didn't want to bother him too much; because if the other got angry, it would have been very difficult to calm him down.

 

    

 

 

 End of Chapter intro