“Two”

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“Two”   Kiet's POV My name is Kiet Inchareon. I'm a 20 year old male student, currently on my second year of medical degree at Kanthapat University. I work as an assistant for Dr. Prae Khumpai at my father's hospital. Today, from all my encounters with all kinds of people, was the first time I felt that I have committed a grave sin. Against someone. Call me an i***t or whatever. I already felt like a sick bastard when my heart raced all of a sudden after seeing the cutest boy I had ever seen. A boy. He's probably 16. I don't know. If younger, then I am more sick than I thought. I slapped my head mentally when I realized I was staring at him at the lobby earlier. When I bumped into him, I stood frozen as I studied his face. He has beautiful Chinese eyes with black colored irises. He has a straight, a bit of a pointy nose and a cupid bow pair of lips. He's handsome. Very handsome. Oh gad! I felt horrible for having my heartbeat race on me without permission. I knew it was a just a fleeting moment and it's better left forgotten. But since that day, I couldn't stop thinking about him. I cursed myself mentally every time his face would appear and I couldn't get him off my brain. I had to do something. Anything to forget him. Start seeing someone maybe? But who's going to want to date me? I'm simple. Bland. Plain. Boring. A wallflower. Yeah, you name it. But I'm contented with what I am. For now. Because one day, I'll bloom just like my mother. An omega who found her alpha, the love of her life who brought all the happiness she could ask for. *** "Kiet, honey. You've been so moody lately. Why don't you go have a little date with your friend, Gizelle? She had been begging me to let you hang out with her." My mother would sometimes urge me to try dating girls before I find the alpha I will be bonded with someday. She said it will be a good experience. Tsk. She's a sweet woman but sometimes her advice doesn't make sense. Why would I need a woman? I'm an omega. Why couldn't she say, "Go date a boy." I sighed when my mom kept shaking my arm wanting me to agree. "Alright. I'll go see her. But, mom... I don't like her that way. She's like a sister to me and she's really annoying and persistent. You know how much I hate those kind of people." Her sweet grin is reaching her ears after I said I'll go. "I know, honey. You're only doing this for me. Make mommy happy then. You'll look good with a girl. I'm not saying you have to marry her. Just have a little date. Friendly one if you must." Ugh! This time I'm sure she just wants me to stop moping in the house when I don't have class or work. "Yeah-yeah. You only want me to go out there to have fun like normal kids my age. I got it." *** I called Gizelle to meet me at It's Coffee O'clock café near the university one afternoon. "Kitty!" I was sitting inside when she came inside the shop and ran to where I was. Ugh. This girl could hug pretty tight. "Hello, gurl." We both sat down and made our order. "So, you finally agreed to have a date with me. You unfriendly Kitty. How's life?" She said as she placed her jaws on both her palms, elbows on the table. I chuckled at her pet name for me. I'm sure P'Sutthee, one of the interns at the hospital, learned that name from her. They're cousins. I shrugged. "Pretty much the same every day." "No boyfriend yet?" I shook my hed, amused at her question. "Why do you keep asking same thing every time I see you?" My friend rolled her eyes. She even clicked her tongue as she side eyed me. "Oh, come on! You're a cutie pie. I'm sure you've got hit on a lot by boys and girls already. Plus. You're soon to be a doctor. You're like the big catch in the sea. Maybe like a white shark or something." I flicked Gizelle's forehead over her silly rambling, overestimating me for what I am. "Ow! Why does my forehead always get hit by your delicate beautiful fingers, Kitty~~" Yeah. Did I mention she's a drama queen. Aside from her annoying personality, she's the queen of overreacting. Our order arrived and Gizelle kept talking about random stuff that mostly only made sense to her. I could only chuckle here and there. "Hey, did you know. When someone thinks you're taken, it makes you even more attractive?" I chortled hearing another one of her dopey theories. "Where did to hear this one from?" "Korean drama." "Yeah. You're addicted to that." "So...wanna try it?" I could see from her grin that she's planning to do something I probably would regret later. This is the same girl that made me confess to my Biology teacher once when were in high school. It was a dare. And I swear if it wasn't graduation, I wouldn't have the face to show the next the day in class. I squinted my eyes on Gizelle and before I could say a word of disapproval or anything like that, she leaned forward. To me. Her face was so close, our noses were almost touching. Just after she gave me her signature evil wink, I pushed her 'hectare wide' forehead to make her back off. She pouted as she slumped back to her seat. "You're no fun, Kitty!" I crumbled an unused table napkin and threw it at her. You see here, young lady. These lips.... are only for my first and last romance, okay? Property of my future alpha. Got it, gurl?" She crossed her arms and pouted her mouth to one side. "Hmpf. Yeah. I got it." "Thank you." "But seriously, don't you ever wanna—" "Nooope." "Maybe just a little—" "Nooope." "Even just an itsy bite—" "Gizelle!" "Ah, fine.” _______________________________________________  
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