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 first time I saw him, he made me feel,” King muttered. 


When he got no response from Hiran, he looked up and caught Hiran smiling at him. 


“What?” He asked, confused by the mild shock and pleasant surprise he saw in her eyes. 


“Nothing.” Hiran sniffed as a tear ran down her face. King became worried instantly. 


“What is it? Why are you crying?” He asked as he hurriedly grabbed her face and cleaned it with his palm. 


“I am just happy.” Hiran sniffed again. She grabbed King's PJ and used it to clean her eyes. “That's your punishment for making me cry. Mum and Dad would be so happy.” She suddenly buried her face into his chest as she was unable to keep the tears away. 


From her words, King finally understood why she was crying. 


He made me feel