"How did you sleep last night?"

I looked at her with a bit of an attitude. She looked so cheerful today.

Unlike me who felt heavy headed because I didn't have enough sleep. Who can I blame but myself? I should have gone home last night. I shouldn't challenge myself. All the beautiful things in the world had a price tag. Last night I was controlled by my desire and no, I won't do this again. I wasn't going to spend one more night with Pam again.

"It was ok. I didn't sleep that well because I worried that you won't get comfortable."

"I felt so comfortable knowing you are here. I don't have to worry about anything spooky."

That was the opposite answer from my standpoint. I made up my mind. I won't do it again. But of course, I didn't say this. I smiled and looked at her doing her things. There was nothing much to do in the room, except watching TV because there was nothing else in the room except a TV. I didn't have work to do today. I should go home but wanted to spend more time here, like I needed to torture myself more. I was curious what her routines were like. I put her glasses on and realized I can just look at her all day long.

"Short-sighted?" "No."

"Astigmatism?"

"I wear glasses because I thought I looked more serious when I read a book. I will wear it from now on. I found out that I was more focused with a book when I wear glasses."

I laughed at her irrational explanation. I think it was cute to learn something about people that I like and found out she did something absurd. It made her even cuter. It was probably like an athlete wore a particular shirt to the game. It didn't change anything, but it felt good to do so, So adorable

"How long are you going to stare at me?"

As if she had eyes on the side of her head. I quickly turned to the other side when I got caught. The sweet face looked at me through the useless glasses and smiled.

"What do you want to know about me? Just ask. I was nervous about being stared at like that. Let's talk about whatever you want to know."

"Reeeeeeeally?"

I looked at her playfully and shifted my eyes to her breast. Pam covered her boobies and chuckled.

"I didn't mean that." "Ok, let's be serious."

I cleared my throat. I didn't actually have a question but since she handed me the opportunity.

"Why are you so good to me?" "What?!"

She looked surprised by the question. That made me nervous and embarrassed,

"Well, I am.... "

I tried not to look her in the eyes.

"I am the sister of your ex-boyfriend. If you already broke up with Kawee, you don't need to be nice to me. But we seemed to be closer than ever. I was a bit surprised."

"Why are you so good to me, then?"

Because I like you, of course, I couldn't say that. "I think I admire you."

I gave a tricky answer. The answer that sort of hinted at something.

"I admired you the first time I saw you. You're beautiful, and cheerful. I think you're very attractive. Then I wanted to be close to you. You have a lot of things that other women will be jealous of. You're good-looking, nice body and smart. I was so proud when you dated Kawee. I boasted to my friends at school that you were my brother's girlfriend. It is similar if you have a cool parent, your friends will be jealous of you. It made you pop out from other kids at school."

"You really like my look, don't you?" "Do you mind that?"

I felt smaller because I knew she didn't care much about that. I was worried that the sweet face might be mad.

"No, I should be pleased when someone likes me."

"You haven't told me yet why you are nice to me. Is it because I'm Kawee's sister?"

"The other way around actually, I dated Kawee because of Love." She made it clearer by saying.

"I mean, because of you, Ruk. Not because of love."

I wanted to hear more about that but her phone rang. I was so frustrated but I had to keep it to myself. The sweet face turned cold when she looked at the incoming call. She set the phone down where it was. "Where were we?"

"We were... "

Her mobile phone rang again. I was so distracted by her call that I forgot what to say. The phone kept ringing like somebody really wanted to reach the sweet face. I kept looking at her phone and she finally picked it up.

"Yes, I'm home. What do you want? We haven't made any appointments. I don't want to go down."

She paused and looked at me. "Are you hungry, Ruk?"

The clock on the wall said it was almost noon. I wasn't hungry but it was time to get food in my stomach.

"Not really," I said.

"But we have to eat,"

Pam said and returned to her conversation on the phone.

"Yes, we can have lunch but my friend is going with me. Give me a second. We'll get ready"

Silence filled the room, destroying the nice and casual atmosphere earlier. Pam signed and explained to me.

"Please go with me. If you're here, I can finally take care of it." "Is everything ok, Pam?"

"I am about to break up with a guy. You have to help me." "Break off?"

"Yes"

Now we had to put pause on our conversation. I didn't know when we would talk about it again. Pam changed into a more appropriate outfit. I was still in my same clothes since yesterday's dinner with her.

The man who had been waiting for Pam was obviously nervous when he saw the sweet face.

He immediately got up and tidied up his clothes. A Korean-looking man, probably the same age as Pam was, looked timid with Pam. Her character had changed to intimidate the guy. I threw this part of her before. I saw it with Kawee too. And yes, I never had that before.

"She is going with us?"

Narin welcomed me shyly. I said hello and introduced myself. "I'm Ruk. You can call me Love."

"Love, such a loveable name."

He already worked his way toward me for support.

"Just call her Ruk. Not everybody is a loveable person like her."

Pam said coldly. My smile was bigger than my face. Narin just took us to his car, parked in front of the condo. If I hadn't met this man, I almost forgot how much she can attract men. I remembered when she dated Kawee, he went crazy because so many men flirted with her. She didn't like it when he tried to shoo them away, given the reasons that she can take care of them herself. She was so popular, dealing with all of this all the time. I can guess what the story was here. Narin was her senior in the university. He tried to flirt with Pam. He found out where she lived and invited her out, Pam was now sitting quietly. She could be intimidating if wanted to.

"Can you be quiet for 2 minutes? I have a headache." " Okay, okay. "

She could be so cold! It was a privilege of a beautiful girl. I was nervous thinking if that was me. I would lock myself in the room and cry like a scared baby.

Sniff....Sniff.

Narin obeyed the order immediately. He kept quiet along the way to the restaurant. The restaurant looked like they served good food.

"Can I say something?" "Yes?"

Pam replied as if she gave him the greenlight to speak. Narin started to be talkative again and liked he wanted to release the pressure. This restaurant was recommended by many famous food critics. Even the best one. Pam already got out of the car and slammed the door. I quickly followed her inside the restaurant. All eyes were on her. Narin was still a loser. He followed us inside and pulled a chair to sit down. He gave a menu to Pam to order. I felt so small, and I didn't know what to do in this kind of situation, especially this part of Pam.

"Ruk, what do you want to eat?" "Whatever"

I replied timidly, I wasn't sure if I gave a good answer when Pam stared at me.

"Whatever you think is good, all good for me too."

Pam ordered all the food and sat quietly. When the food arrived, she just ate her food and ignored what Narin had to say. Poor guy, nah, not just him. I pitied all guys who tried to pursue her. My brother almost died...She was beautiful and intimidating at the same time. All 3 of us finished our food. I assumed Pam might want to talk to him. I wanted to give them some space by getting out of the table. But the sweet face told me to sit where I was, with a serious tone.

"Stay here with me."

"I wanted to go to the bathroom." "Please wait, stay here with me."

Pam took a deep breath and turned to Narin, like she was ready to handle this. I didn't want to witness seeing someone get shoo away. I didn't want to carry the weight of their embarrassment.

"Narin, I think we need to talk." "Yes?"

"I don't like you. Please go away."

I wanted to dig a deep hole and stay in it. Seeing someone else get embarrassed made me depressed. She was so serious that when she talked the other person's reaction could only be stunned.

"Wh..What?"

He thought he was dreaming.

"I think you heard it loud and clear. I don't want to see you again. The idiom that said constant dripping wears away a stone is not always true. The more you try, the more pathetic you are. If I like you, I'll like you a long time ago."

The sweet face said in a firm voice. She sat with her legs crossed staring into Narin, whose face was still shocked.

"I think I was clear when I told you before that I didn't like you, but you still keep trying. You might think no means yes. You're so wrong. It might work in your parents' generation but not to me."

"Get out of my life. I'm so fed up with this."

Her tone in the last sentence drew so much attention from people in the shop. Narin who now looked like he got a knockout can only nod his head. Pam put some cash down on the table, before calling out to me.

"I will buy you lunch. We're not going to meet again:"

She left without giving a last look. This was not a drama where the guy will chase after her. Narin still froze at the table while Pam just walked out from the shop straight down the road. She didn't give a shit about anything. I just followed her without looking up, not dare to talk to her. I wasn't sure what kind of mood she was in right now. All of the sudden, she paused and turned to face me.

"Oops sorry, I almost bumped into you."

I halted about a foot away from her. She looked at me with a friendly gaze, so different from what just happened.

"Ruk" "Yes."

"Are you afraid of me?"

Her tone was sad more than fierce That made me look un and smiled at her beautiful face. But I still couldn't really look her in the eyes because I had a hidden agenda here.

"Nnnnn, no."

"This is you, not afraid."

If I didn't have a hidden agenda, I wouldn't be afraid. I would support her all the way but because I have something in my mind. I worried that she might find out.

"I am a bit frightened." "Do you think I am mean?"

"I might be the way you deal with this. I thought you did this only to Kawee. But now I see that you're quite tough."

Pam smiled and put her arm around my shoulder before pushing me to walk forward.

"I know there is no point talking to these men. I should nip it in the bud. I dealt with a lot of this situation. I know what to do. Some people deserved a soft version because they didn't try too hard. But some deserved a harsh version because they thought I just played hard to get. I just have to give it to them."

"Do you have many men pursuing you?" "If I said yes, do you think I'm lying?"

"No, I believe you, I can tell from your look."

I looked at her for confirmation but quickly averted my eyes. I was one of those men in a version of a sisterhood. I can just hang out here without any expectation.

"I just hate the way they look at me." "Huh?"

She said it with such a fierce tone.

"I can see right through them. They're full of sexual expectations. Their hands are tumbling when they get near me."

The sweet face just looked forward and kept talking as if she was talking to herself.

"I see my clothes come off piece by piece when these men look at me. Their eyes were piercing through when they smiled at me. They are so disgusting."

"I see."

I looked down on the floor. My heart was full of guilt. I looked at Pam with the same thought last night. I had that urge to take off her clothes and felt

the smooth skin under her garment.

"I don't think that I can love someone in this life. I hate that sexual stuff and I will never let anyone who wants that from me. I feel disgusted by it."

I felt so disgusted with myself, and she had no clue about it. I nodded and already decided.

"Yes, I understand."

I'll back away. I can't stand if she will hate me.