Bang Chan

Rushing through the bustling university corridor, the weight of time ticking against your stride, you hastened toward your lecture hall. Oversleeping had thrown off your morning routine, leaving you scrambling to make it to class on time.

Breathless, you entered the room, only to find that the lecture had already begun. You offered a quick apology to the professor before scanning the room for a seat, but every desk seemed to be taken.

Luckily, you spotted an empty seat at the back. Sitting down, you quickly retrieved your notes, only to notice the boy next to you fast asleep. His deep slumber seemed undisturbed by your arrival, and when you gently nudged him, he grumbled and turned away, seeking to continue his nap undisturbed.

You let him be, focusing on the lecture at hand. However, as the class progressed, you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Other students stole glances in your direction, their whispers barely audible but tinged with curiosity and apprehension.

The boy remained asleep until the very end, abruptly waking up and leaving without a word, leaving you puzzled. It wasn't until you were walking through the hallway later that the pieces of the puzzle fell into place.

"You were sitting next to Bang Christopher Chan," a passing student informed you.

Bang Christopher Chan – a figure infamous for his volatile temperament, his menacing demeanor concealed beneath a veneer of detachment. Rumor had it that his family's wealth was the only thing keeping him enrolled.

"I'm surprised he didn't toss you out the window for daring to disturb his slumber," a friend remarked, their jest masking a deeper concern as they left you alone by your locker.

"Don't." "Go away." "You are lucky I'm not beating you up right now." "You are so annoying!"Smiles