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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"I will ask you if you feel tired, you will feel extremely tired. You will yawn and stretch. I will ask you if you want to sleep. Your eyelids will get heavy. You will start dozing off. Do you understand?” 


"One, two, three, you are slowly waking up, four, you are awake, five, you are fully awake and alert.” 


On the fifth count, Anurak opened his eyes and sat up. At this point, there was no sign of struggle or confusion. During the whole process, his demeanor had returned to normal, and he appeared very relaxed and unbothered. 


“How do you feel?" King asked in a conversational tone, harmless, but in charge. 


Instantly, Anurak frowned. He yawned, then raised his two hands and stretched with deep-throated grunts. 


“Yes, I am very tired." He yawned again after stretching. 


“Are you sleepy?” King continued to ask. 


Are you tired?