When Anurak was young, his father became a toyboy for a gang leader and even abandoned his family for another woman. 

His mother died when he was 10. But before her death, she planted some notions in his mind. 
Notions that gay men are husband snatchers and evil.
Notions that a true man can only depend on himself.
Notions that a man can only love one woman. 
These notions turned Anurak into an overly sensitive young boy, who would rather suffer in silence than ask for help. 

Because he didn't want to disappoint his late mother, he tried his best to adhere to her principles. 

Everything was fine until he entered the university. 
First, gaymen lurked everywhere he turned to and the sight of them made it very hard for him to keep ignoring his true feelings. 

Then his girlfriend broke up with him and the only man who made him tempted enough to break his principles decided to force things...

Anurak, Let Me Love You

The two boys were seated with their backs to the shop entrance, so they didn't know that Aunty Cahya had already come out and was standing behind them, listening to their chat. 


On hearing her voice, they both turned around. New quickly stood up and placed his hands together. 


“Sawadee Krab, Aunty.” He performed a deep bow. 


“Sawadee Kha! You are New, Anurak's friend?” She asked with a toothed and Indulgent smile. “You are quite good-looking.” Aunty Cahya complimented New, making him blush a little. 


“How can you call me good-looking in the presence of Anurak, Aunty? Everyone turns ugly when he is around.” New, in turn, diverted Aunty Cahya's attention back to Anurak who was a little amused by their talk. 


“Sawadee Krap, Aunty.” Anurak greeted with a deep bow when New's words made Aunty Cahya look his way. 


Aunty Cahya's house