"Has the task been completed?" Lek is tapping his finger on his desk while his secretary pours him a cup of coffee.

"According to the task force you sent, it was a successful delivery. Your boy should have received all the gifts."

Lek leans back and crosses one leg over the other. After doing some digging, he learned a few things about Blue. One of them was that he especially enjoyed all things cute.

The other thing he learned was that no one celebrated his birthday yesterday. All information came from a reliable source.

"Good."

"Right, Boss. The China Distribution has sent in a request for models between ages eighteen to twenty-five." Kelpie lays a green folder on his desk.

Lek glanced down at it, "add the sister, Mew, to the list. It's her reward for the information she provided." 

Kelpie nods and takes away the folder. Let's wait for that boy to call him since Lek left his information to keep in touch.

A few hours later, Lek was getting impatient. There was still no contact. What if he doesn't call him?

Blue's Perspective

Today was a school day.

Me, Ploy, and Itt gathered in the cafeteria for lunch.

"Blue, we are sorry!" Both were bowing their heads to the floor. This tradition is what we call kowtowing in Chinese style.

I think they watch too much television since this is Thailand. 

"It's already over. But remember, the two of you owe me for forgetting my birthday." 

Ploy wraps both arms around my neck and kissed me on the cheek, "of course!" 

Itt grabs her by the collar and pulls her back, "hey, watch it." He says with a scowl.

Ploy sticks her tongue out at him and then laughs. The two of them are always like this.

"By the way, I heard from your brother. Did you receive gifts from an anonymous person?" Itt points out.

Ploy covers her mouth and glances over at Itt with an all-knowing expression. "Is that so, I wonder who it could be?" She seems to be teasing Itt, but our dear Blue doesn't realize it.

Blue ignores them, "I did. To tell the truth I'm worried because he gave me his number." Blue was nervous about calling a stranger.

On the sidelines, Itt is showing a sad face, only Ploy notices this reaction and decides to push the issue, "why don't you give the person a call? They went out of their way to give you a gift. Thanking them is showing how grateful you are?" 

Itt glares at Ploy, "what if he's a bad guy?" Itt asked.

I thought about the man who gave me his handkerchief. If I had anything to say about him, it was the fact that he was good-looking. Also, he seemed kind to a boy who was a stranger.

"No, maybe Ploy's right. I think I'll give him a call after school." Blue decides it was only right to do so.

Itt scowls and Ploy does her best not to laugh. It's not that she found his feelings funny, it's just that Ploy likes teasing the one she likes. 

Instead of showing she likes him, she hides her feelings and bullies the person. 

The sound of the school bell signals the next period. Ploy grabs me and the two of us went to the next class.

Itt walks to the field on his own, his thoughts were jumbled, "yo, Itt!" 

An arm wrapped around his shoulder causing him to stumble a bit, "why's your head in the clouds bro!" His friend Gin.

Gin was tall with over-the-top body muscle, no one could believe he was a high school student.

"No reason. Let's just go, the coach is probably looking for us." Itt won't let that mysterious person take his precious person from him.

Since he was the one that stayed by Blue's side ever since they were children.

When I stepped out from the school gate, Itt was waiting for me. "Let's head home together." He says this with a small smile.

As per usual, a driver sat waiting for me, but it looks like Mew didn't come. Now that I think about it, I don't recognize the driver.

The driver stepped out of the vehicle and towered over Itt, he was a massive wall since Itt had delicate and princely features.

"Who are you? You're not my driver." I point this out feeling panicky.

The driver walks to the car and opens the back door. A man I recognized stepped out, "I see, so this is why you didn't call me."

I blinked, I honestly didn't think I'd meet him again this soon, how did he know where I was? 

"Wait, who the hell are you?!" Itt glared at the man who completely ignores him.

Instead, the man faces me, "I guess I should properly introduce myself." He reaches out and tucks a strand of loose hair falling in my face.

 "Lek Phassakorn, but if you wish, you can call me King. I came to give you a ride home."