Prologue
Two years ago, Off Jumpol Adulkittiporn a twenty-six years old newly hired professor under the Faculty of Painting, Sculpture and Graphic Arts at Silpakorn University, entered the wrong classroom on the second day of him teaching. That embarrassing day for a professional, effective yet stiff educator like him was considered to be the luckiest day to a twenty-year old Gun Atthaphan Phunsawat because that fateful day… he finally understand what people mean when they said love comes naturally.
From then on,
Gun was branded as the fine art’s promising student that fell head over heels for the young hot lecturer of the faculty and made it very clear in their first meeting that he will make Off Jumpol to become his, and anyone who will block his way will suffer at what means?
To students: He will never share his self-prepared notes for important exams, never do free tutorials again for people who flunked and lastly, will never entertain anyone who ask for help anymore. With that, no doubt that the rates of students in their faculty failing will hike.
To professors: He will never represent their faculty again in any significant contest may it be local, national or international… resulting their faculty’s excellence rating to decrease, equivalent to the overall university rate going down. That’s how confidently essential he is, even if he was only in his second year.
From then on,
Off forgot what it feels like to actually have peace in life.
That same year of fateful day –
Feb 14, Valentine’s Day
*bell rings*
‘ I guess that’s enough discussion for today. You should all try applying it to your canvas if you have some free time. Any questions? ‘ the visual arts professor who only accept senior year students asked.
A student in a waterfall braided hair with blushing cheeks raised her hand, she lowered her gaze when the handsome lecturer looked at her with his seductive eyes.
‘ will you be handling the sculpture and photo end year exhibit? ‘
‘ as always I will choose 2-5 students to be supervise by me, I can’t keep all of your talents all for myself right? ‘ Mr. Jumpol answered giving an apologetic yet teasing smile.
A brave student yelled ‘ but you can keep all of me just for yourself sir, I’m very much willing! ‘
Bunch of teasing and woos arises, the 4th student with bunny teeth smiled flirtingly at the professor winking at him, Off was about to correct his behavior against his professor when a slam in their door was heard.
‘ tsk tsk *sound of knuckles breaking* I didn’t hear it clearly, try saying your flirty line again? ‘ a sophomore student that slightly have some faint remnants of paint on his face appeared.
All of the seniors inside the room automatically sighed when Mr. Jumpol’s top admirer came into the picture, they knew it was better for them to shrug it off and try their luck on flirting with the young professor again next meeting. Off bid good bye to his students, he frown and shake his head when Gun started throwing death glares at every senior who will pass by the door,
‘ Mr. Phunsawat ‘
In a snap, Gun’s attention is on him, smiling widely showing off his beautiful dimples,
‘ Yes sir? ‘
*fake cough*
‘ what are you doing here? ‘
‘ aww! I heard the bell and knew it’s your vacant time for lunch ‘
‘ don’t you have class? ‘
‘ I have. But I was already done with my painting and I scored the highest * winks* so I ran off after that ‘
Off looked at the sophomore who is still wearing his bib apron, he sighed pulling the latter to sit down, before going to the sink, wetting a clean towel he got from his briefcase, Gun didn’t even tried hiding his smile when the professor gently place the wet towel in his hand,
tugging the lecturer’s sleeves. ‘ Let’s eat together hmmm ‘ he pouted.
‘ Go back to class. Now. Or I won’t ever talk to you again. ‘
With a sullen expression, Gun stomp his feet.
‘ Psh. You’re boring ‘
‘ if I’m boring stop pursuing me besides it’s totally inappropi--- ‘
‘ bla bla bla… I’ll go back to my class now sir. Stop lecturing me about our six years gap hmp! Sir by the way don’t forget our valentine’s date later! you owe me that ! Love you! *flying kisses* ‘
Off shake his head, pinching his temple at the stubborn student. ‘ I- have a blind date later ‘
*screech* Gun immediately went back to the professor’s side, he pretended to bounce his head up and down, as if there’s water inside his ear.
‘ come again sir? ‘
The latter awkwardly fixed his tie while slowly saying,
‘ I said I have a blind date later. It was arranged by my parents so…’
‘ Ah. Ok. I understand. I’ll try my luck next valentines then! Good luck with your blind date. You should get rid of the tie. You look old with it. SIR. ‘
VISUAL ARTS LAB II- A
‘ AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! ‘
The deafening silence was disturbed by a wailing art student, he was dramatically leaning to their aesthetic door, and like everything was in a slow motion, every students turned their head to Gun, completely ignoring their paintings. A co-student wearing a loose black and white stripe long sleeves approached the dramatic student.
Crouching down to match his height, ‘ stop being overly dramatic, he’s going on a blind date so what? ‘
Gun hooked his arm to Aom’s arm…
‘ Aom! My friend! it should be me and him, today was supposed to be mine! I had a hard time getting that valentine date yet I was pushed back for someone with no face at all. I don’t know how my rival looks like huhuhu ‘
Aom patted her poor’s friend face, ‘ Why not just try going on a date too? ‘
Gun’s face lit up, with his evil grin.
‘ right, if professor Off and I met at the restaurant with our own date he can’t be mad at me for stalking him right? ‘
She rolled her eyes at her friend.
‘ dear, you following him with or without a date, it’s still called stalking *sigh* why not just get over him? I mean you’ve been hitting on him for a year now, and Sir Off never actually show interest in you in that way. I mean he doesn’t look like someone who will date his student anyway. Just like someone among our age hmm Gun? ‘
Another art student approached them wearing a matching loose shirt with her girlfriend she hugged Aom from behind while chewing a gum,
‘ babe just let him be, he’s not listening anymore he’s stuck daydreaming. Hmm why don’t we join him stalking Sir instead? ‘
‘ no way ‘
‘ it will be fun plus we should make sure this little guy over here won’t get in trouble like the last time* pop bubblegum* *kiss* ‘
‘ Tina! how many times do I have to tell you not to kiss me when there’s something inside your mouth! ‘
The naughty girlfriend of Aom just shrugged and laughed cutely saying ‘ oops ‘
A good-looking bachelor like Off Jumpol was never bothered even if he stay single for a long time, since he is that type of person who enter relationship with marriage in his mind, at the age of twenty-six he only had two exes and the last one is someone whom he almost marry, he decided to solemnly focus on his career after they broke up. Attending a blind date arranged by his parents who are concerned for him is just out of courtesy. He had no intention dragging the date to consume a longer time, but this certain blind date was an exception.
Not because he think of his date as a prospect for marriage, nor because he was interested in the person at all, but because of his cute stalker making adorable faces as of the moment.
‘ So, Off? ‘
When he heard his name being called by his blind date, he sat up straight. ‘ hmm? Saying something?’
‘ *chuckles* I said do you want to go somewhere else? I think it’s going to rain soon how about a wine at my place? ‘
and the way his blind date was looking at him definitely mean more than just drinking wine.
//
*munch munch munch*
*nom nom nom*
Gun was cutely munching the food that cost him three meals, he must eat and look out for his hot professor,
‘ Gun we’ll go ahead *yawn* . Sir Off’s date seems ok. Beside it looks like it’s about to rain. We should go home ‘
‘ I’ll follow after I observe further ok? Take care! ‘
After the couple went on their way home, Gun look like a lost puppy especially when he lifted his head and his hot professor together with his date is nowhere to be found, after hurriedly paying the bills he asked the security guard outside.
‘ Have you seen a tall handsome looking professor? ‘
The guard looked at him confused,
‘ his hair is slightly parted, he’s somewhat pale and kinda stiff? ‘
‘. . . . . . ‘
‘ he carry a weird looking briefcase with him *blank face* ‘
The guard laughed entertained and nodded
‘ he went out with his date, I overheard they’ll be drinking wine at his date’s place *wiggle eyebrows* ‘
Feeling defeated, as Gun looked at the night sky while beads of rain is starting to fall, he slumped himself in a corner, crouching as he hugged his knees together with his artsy backpack not minding if he end up wet by the rain because of the wind.
‘ tch, turns out he’s just like everyone else. Of course, he is at that age yearning for human touch and mature love he’d rather sip wine while doing something else instead of going on a cliché and childish date with a student who has a crush on him ‘
He was still mumbling incoherent words when a pair of black formal shoes caught his attention, he felt warm when a blazer was warmly wrapped around his shoulder,
‘ I’ll send you home before you catch a cold. I don’t want to be responsible if you ever miss the painting evaluation tomorrow Mr. Phunsawat ‘
-the next morning-
‘ A- achoo! ‘
‘ hahahaha bless you sir! ‘
‘ how come you caught a cold sir when you repeatedly told us to bring umbrella and jacket with us since this valentine’s day will surely be a mix of rain and windy weather? ‘
‘ right, well an annoyed teacup Pomeranian bite my hand yesterday for disappearing without telling him so I chased after it under the rain because he don’t want to go home until I tell him nothing happened between me and my date ‘ He thought preventing the smile that is about to escape in his lips.
SIX YEARS AFTER THAT FATEFUL DAY
‘ Sir…. Sir hello? When will you be back to Earth sir? ‘
The classroom was filled with laughter when the thirty-two years old professor gave his students a mysterious smile after spacing out while rubbing his hand as if the bite mark from the teacup Pomeranian still lingers there.
‘ Sorry, what was your question again? ‘
‘ Sir we asked you… why are you still single until now? You keep dodging that certain question. You know? ‘