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

Even though he was a little upset about being called that, Anurak just wanted King gone before his brains fried. He sighed and shrugged his head in agreement. "Whatever." 


"So, are we still friends?" King repeated the question Anurak didn't want to answer. 


He wanted to say 'No' so badly, but Hiran's worried face flashed in front of Anurak and he swallowed hard. 


"Yes, Phi. We are friends." He lowered his eyes and nodded. 


"Good." King's eyes brightened in happiness and he covered the remaining short distance between them, alarming Anurak. 


"What are you doing?" Anurak exclaimed silently as he tried to merge with the wall. King's movement was too sudden and he was too close. Fear started to spread across Anurak's face again. But this time, he didn't look away as he was too caught up in the moment. 


"I don't bite, you know. Why are you scared?" King asked. He was practically in Anurak's face and gazing down at him with soft eyes. 


I need a drink