For three years, Pon kept his feelings quiet. Admiring Phat from the sidelines, sketching him in notebooks, stealing glances during committee meetings. He never expected Phat to remember his name.
But everything changes in their final year, one shared umbrella, one awkward compliment, one clumsy kiss at a rooftop rehearsal at a time.
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