“Na!”
The name that was well known among those best friends was from in front of a computer graphics major classroom in an applied arts faculty building, making a tall man in a large university uniform shirt pause. His eyes behind a pair of black thick glasses glanced back and saw a man and a woman walking toward him with a smile on their faces.
“Oh, why are you wearing glasses today?” Tunwa asked.
“My contact lanes are out. How about you guys? I thought you would be waiting at the Pride office already, why are you still here?”
His question made the only girl in the group have an upset expression.
“It’s this guy’s brother.”
Nuchjaree the tomboy-looking girl pushed the said guy slightly, making the listener raise his eyebrows.
“Tun’s brother? Non?”
“That’s him.”
“What’s your big brother's problem now, Tun?” Wisana asked.
Tunwa, a handsome boy who loved dressing like a hipster with all his heart, turned to smile wryly at him before he shrugged as a reply.