Peerapol and Fai's Father
Peerapol came out of the washroom and proceeded towards his locker. He dug into his bag and fished out his cellphone. He found several missed calls. Scrolling down the screen, his eyes skimmed over the numbers. But the one he was looking for wasn’t there. His heart sank to an extent. Fai hadn’t called yet. He came out of the corridor and took a short cut through the basketball court down to the gate of the National Stadium. Walking down the pavement now, he wondered why Fai said she would call him later. She had never kept him waiting for a phone call for so many hours in the six months they had known each other. Wuthipong, Fai’s school mate was worried about Fai losing her ankle to gangrene and couldn’t bear to see her feeling low about the world. He tried his best to seek ways of
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