Trust and Treachery
484 Words
The plan was simple: disappear.
Aun and Tae spent the week quietly gathering what they could—money, clothes, and information. Aun called in favors from old friends. Tae packed the essentials, mostly books and a few sentimental items.
They agreed on a date: the coming Friday night.
No one would know where they went.
No one could follow.
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But secrets have a way of leaking.
On Thursday morning, Aun’s phone buzzed with an anonymous message:
“You’re making a mistake. He’s not who you think he is.”
No signature. No explanation.
Aun showed Tae. Tae frowned, eyes narrowing.
“Who would say that?” Tae asked.
“I don’t know. Someone who wants to stop us.”
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Friday came too fast.
That afternoon, as they met in Aun’s apartment to finalize their plan, the doorbell rang.
Aun’s heart stopped.
He peeked through the peephole.
A man in a dark suit stood there.
“Tae Sirikarn?” the man asked.
Tae froze.
“Your father sent me.”
Aun opened the door cautiously.
The man’s voice was low and dangerous.
“I’m here to warn you. If you leave, there will be consequences. Your father won’t let you walk away.”
Tae’s jaw clenched.
“We’re not afraid.”
The man smirked. “You should be.”
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After he left, the tension was thick.
Tae’s phone buzzed again. Another anonymous text:
“Watch your back. Not everyone you trust is loyal.”
Aun glanced at Tae.
“Who could it be?” Aun whispered.
Tae shook his head. “I don’t know. But I have a bad feeling.”
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That night, as they packed their bags, Aun noticed Tae’s phone light up with a message.
He glanced at the screen—and saw a picture of them together in Aun’s apartment.
The sender? Someone from the school.
Aun’s blood ran cold.
“They know,” he said.
Tae’s face hardened. “We have to leave now.”
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They rushed out, hearts pounding.
But at the gate, a figure stepped into the shadows.
It was Phun, Tae’s childhood friend—and the one Aun had secretly trusted.
“Going somewhere?” Phun said with a sly smile.
Tae’s eyes widened. “Why are you here?”
Phun shrugged. “Just checking in. You’re making a big mistake, Tae.”
“Why? Who sent those messages?” Aun demanded.
Phun hesitated. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just... I want to protect you. Your father hired me to watch you.”
Betrayal stung like a whip.
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Tae stared at Phun, torn between anger and heartbreak.
“How long?” Tae whispered.
“Since the start.”
Aun took Tae’s hand. “We’ll get through this.”
Phun looked down. “I’m sorry.”
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They knew the fight wasn’t over.
But together, maybe they had a chance.
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