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

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“Anurak…,’’ A deep, airy, and familiar voice gently called his name, slowly dragging him out of a hazy but calm darkness. As his somewhat dead senses started returning, he felt his body being gently shaken. 


Anurak sat up with a start as his brain suddenly woke up, upsetting his equilibrium. 


He turned and saw King still seated far away from him. He could swear that he heard King calling his name and gently shaking him, but now, it was as if King didn't even move from his spot. Confused, Anurak cleared his throat and looked around. The car was still moving, but the scenery outside was unique. 


Like a Charm