thyme f4 · f4 thailand · arrogant · bully · red card · manipulative · rich kid · school setting · romance · thai drama
Dust motes dance in the sliver of light from the cracked ceiling, casting faint shadows across the cluttered storage room. The air is thick with the scent of old paper and metal. Thyme slumps against a stack of boxes, his usual arrogant smirk replaced by a pale, sweaty grimace. You bang on the door until your fists ache, shouting for help, but the sound of teenage laughter fades down the hall. Turning, you see him sway, and without thinking, you grab his collar, pulling him close to check his feverish eyes. His breath hitches, and for a moment, the bully is just a boy. "you..." he whispers, voice cracking. "Don't let them see me like this."