Porsche's P.O.V:

I was talking to my friends as we waited for Vegas to come so we can go to the game together.

Today was an open day because the monks came to take merits from the students and some students signed up to be ordained as well.

"Maybe you should become a monk Porsche" Jom said chuckling.

"Monk my ass...I should quit my job for that to happen first you bastard" I said then smacked the back of his head.

Some of the monks passing by wore clothes from the traditional Siam get ups.

It was quite funny to be honest.

Feels like they're practicing an open play.

"HEY YOU...YOU SORCERER" A voice yelled.

I facepalmed and rolled my eyes when I saw that it was the weirdos from last night.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Vegas asked from behind the two weirdos.

One of them nodded then suddenly punched Vegas in the face.

"SHIYA" Jom yelled.

Me and my friends went over to the three of them.

"What the hell was that for?" I asked angrily.

Vegas wiped away the blood on his mouth and grabbed the one who punched him from his hair since the guy wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Wait wait...Calm down a bit ok? No need to get violent" Tem said as he tried to loosen Vegas's grip on the guy's hair.

"You sorcerer tell us how to reverse the spell" The shorter guy said glaring at me.

"I'm sorry who are you again?" I asked.

"My name is Pete you evil sorcerer" Pete said.

I sighed heavily and facepalmed.

"You're a what now?" Jom asked turning to me.

"I swear I have no idea" I said.

I noticed that the other one was glaring at Vegas as if he killed someone.

"Let's just go they're crazy" I said.

We started walking away from the two crazy weirdos but the other guy who wasn't Pete grabbed my wrist before I could walk further.

"Who said you're allowed to leave?" He asked.

I looked around then pointed at myself to check if he was talking to me.

"You're a sorcerer who brought us here and on top of that you stole my servant's face therefore you're my servant for now" He said as he kept a tight grip on my wrist.

Then started dragging me behind him.

I chuckled in disbelief then yanked my hand out of his.

He turned to me as I took a few steps back and jumped up before kicking his head hard enough sending him to the floor.

"Servant my ass...What the hell? Who's your servant you stupid piece of shit? Damn you must be a fucking nutjob" I snapped.

The other one looked at me shocked.

I grabbed the guy I kicked from his hair and yanked his head up.

"Keep getting on my nerves like that and I'll keep kicking your ass" I said angrily.

My friends held me back.

"Let's just go ok? The game is about to start" Tem said.

I nodded to my friends and we started walking away.

"So what's this thing about sorcery? Are you secretly practicing black magic?" Jom asked.

"Stop it this is ominous" Vegas said.

I have three friends.

Jom and Tem I've known since childhood...We basically grew up together and now Vegas who I met in highschool.

It was a little strange when Vegas said that he had a crush on me since highschool.

That was a year ago though now we're second years in college and back to being friends.

Vegas's father is abusive so he and his little brother ran away from home and just like me Vegas is on a scholarship but he's a student at the business management faculty.

The four of us went to the same school so yeah...We've known each other for quite a long time now.

We made it to the gym room and took our seats to watch the basketball game.

"I'll bet on the red team" Jom said.

"I bet on the blue...What about you Vegas?" Tem asked.

"I'll pass" He said.

The punch from earlier was starting to form a bruise on his face.

"And you Porsche?" Jom asked.

"I'll pass...I can't afford to lose any money" I said.

Then we focused on watching the game.

Mile's P.O.V:

I was walking around with Pete trying to find that sorcerer again but it was to no avail.

This place was really strange...

"Your highness...Look" Pete said then pointed at some girl who was sitting on a chair in a room.

She was all alone but she was talking excitedly about something.

I frowned in confusion when I saw that she was talking in some sort of a black object.

"What's that?" I asked.

Then me and Pete walked into the room.

"What's that?" I asked the girl as I pointed at the black object.

She looked up at me and frowned.

"Huh?" She asked.

Then looked me up from head to toe.

"Oh...You're a monk? You must have lived in the shrine your entire life that you don't know what a microphone is" She said.

A what?

"Well...What does it do?" I asked.

"If you speak through it people will hear you better" She said.

I frowned in confusion because how can this be possible?

"Can I try?" I asked.

"Ummm...Sure?" She asked.

I remembered a few of the foreign words that sorcerer said alot...Hmmm...I think he said his name was Porsche Pachara something.

"What was his last name again?" I asked turning to Pete.

"Kittisawasd" Pete said.

I nodded then leaned closer to that thing the girl was using.

And took a deep breath before I started talking.

Porsche's P.O.V:

We were watching the basketball game with interest.

The blue team was winging this game.

Well...Looks like Tem will win the bet.

A member of the blue team scored another goal.

Then suddenly...

"Ahem ahem...Is this really going to work? then...I'm looking for a guy...He has tan skin and dark brown hair...His name is Porsche...Porsche Pachara Kittisawasd...Porsche Pachara Kittisawasd...I repeat...Porsche Pachara Kittisawasd...Get your fucking ass over here right this instant or else you won't like what will happen next...You better listen to me because this is your last warning you useless shit" A voice said through the microphone.

The entire campus heard the message.

"I repeat Porsche Pachara Kittisawasd...You better..." The guy started but the microphone was cut silent.

The game stopped short and the audience all looked at me.

"What the fuck are you looking at? I'm not the only one here who fits the description" I said angrily.

We heard microphone struggles.

"Let go of that already" A girl's voice said.

"Shut up" The guy's voice said through the microphone.

The girl yelped then the guy cleared his throat again.

"Porsche Pachara Kittisawasd...Get your fucking ass over here you fucking shit" The guy said.

"Ummm...I think you should just go" Tem said.

I sighed heavily and ruffled my hair in frustration then walked out of the gym clubroom.

And headed to the microphone announcement radio station in college.

I threw the door open and immediately saw that motherfucker.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked.

"Oh...So you're Porsche? Ummm...Bye" The girl said then hurried out of the room.

The guy gave me a smile as if he didn't just embarrass me in front of the entire college campus.

"Take us back home" He said.

"What was your name again?" I asked.

"Mile Phakphum Romsaithong second prince of Siam and heir to..." He started.

"I just wanted the fucking name you idiot" I snapped.

The guy must have really hit his head really bad.

"What nonsense are you talking? And how the fuck am I supposed to take you home when I don't know where it is?" I asked.

This is so annoying.

"You have to take us back home since you're the one who brought us here" Mile said.

I closed my eyes and facepalmed as I felt the headache coming.

I need to swallow up an entire pack of aspirin.

"Look...It seems like someone paid you to annoy me right? Just tell me who that is and I promise that I won't kick your asses" I said.

They looked at me confused.

"Why would someone pay to annoy you? If anything they'd pay to have you killed" Pete said.

"Huh?" I asked frowning in confusion.

"Take us back you sorcerer...I'll make sure your punishment is light if you do" Mile said.

"FINE" I snapped.

Then sighed heavily.

"Where ever your house is I don't know where it is...And..." I started.

Then looked them up from head to toe before facepalming again and groaning to show my utter annoyance.

"By the looks of it...It doesn't seem that you know where your house is either" I said.

And that's how I went home after classes accompanied by a couple of total nutjobs.