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 am the one chained up. He is the one looking worried. Is he scared that I will report him? 


“I promise to keep your secret. I won't tell anyone what happened. I don't want your apology, I don't want your compensation. I just want to be out of here.” Anurak explained in a solemn voice. 


“You can ask for compensation. I will give you whatever you want. You can also tell anyone what happened. It wouldn't matter since we are now together." King replied. 


What is he saying? How are we together? 


Anurak's scalp won't stop tingling. The fear he kept buried for so long resurfaced, its grip on his heart was so tenacious, that it was painful. He swallowed hard, forcing himself to look King in the eye. 


“We are not together. I am not gay. You need to let me go!" 


He yanked the chains exasperatedly, unable to figure out how to get out of this mess. 


"Don't you feel tired?" King asked with a frown. 


Why Me?