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

Anurak was shocked. He remembered the scene of New screaming obscenities at Tharn. He had seen New's hatred for Tharn. How could he now say that he still had feelings for the guy? 


New chuckled, feeling disgusted with himself. 


“New?” Anurak worriedly whispered his name. He could feel the sadness in that laugh. 


“I hate him so much, but I also miss him. I look for him in everyone I meet. Even when I met you, the first things I noticed about you were the similarities between the two of you.” 


“What exactly happened? If you love him so much, what did he do that made you treat each other like sworn enemies?” 


“Like I said before, he stole from me.” He closed his eyes and exhaled heavily. There was a bit of silence before he opened his eyes and sat up again. It was as if he had decided to talk about it. 


Too naive