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The main characters are Singto and Chris.

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Singto (cheer leader)

Chris (drummer)

“Little Chris, I have a problem. Nong Kris can play the drums, right? Please come play the drums for the lead brothers."

“Oh my gosh, I'm not that good at hitting. Is that good?"

“Good, please help me. We'll start practicing in a couple of days."

"Yes, all right." I agreed to a second-year senior named Yaempai. She is my older brother. and is also a cheerleader for the Faculty of Economics The reason I knew that I played music was because I was enrolled in the faculty music club. and used to play the drums for a faculty event once during one semester. At that time, it made me well known to many people.

"Oh Chris, come quickly, come over here." Chris walked in to meet the second year seniors and third year seniors who had come to stand and control their first year friends who were practicing lead.

"Hello." Chris raised his hand to greet everyone.

"This is P'Pang. Year 3 leader Yam introduced Chris to him. Chris raised his hand to bow again after seeing Pang's face tense.

"Happy New Year! Your duty, you know what to do, right?"

"Yes," Chris nodded his head in response.

“Oh, P'Pang, stop teasing your younger sister. This is the end of the cheering room a long time ago." Yam protested on the other side. After a moment, Pang revealed a smile and a laugh followed.

"You're just kidding, Chris. Pa, go to your place. P'Ton will tell you again what you have to do." Pang raised her hand and pointed at the person standing next to the shiny black drum set.

Chris walked over and paid respects to the senior who was standing before sitting on the chair in front of the instrument he was most familiar with. Take the drumstick from Ton's hand.

and follow the advice of seniors Chris practiced the song for a while and got used to it, so he started playing the lead.

“Chris is great. Learned very quickly,” said Tonchomprok, who saw his juniors have good skills.

"Thank you, bro. I've been hitting since I was 9 years old."

"Wow, it's been a long time. I just started hitting when I was in 4th grade. I guess Chris must be the one teaching me instead of me teaching."

"Oh, no, no, sir. I'm not that good at anything." Chris raised his hand and scratched his head in response to his embarrassment.

"Sorry I'm late." A new person's voice came. Tall and slender man Conversing far away with P'Pang

"It's okay, Singh. Is today's meeting ending late?"

"Yes, bro. Today my 4th year seniors came as well. We are messed up."

“Like this. Next year, when it's year 3, you'll know how serious it is. Being Pee Wak is the best of the best."

"Yes, sir."

"Come on, go get ready. I'll have a second year come and replace you. Look at each one's face. They're all pale and haggard."

"Yes, P'Pang."

Another 10 minutes passed and Pang spoke up.

"Ah, first year will go take a break first. I'll let Year 2 practice now. As for little Chris, will we take a break first? Is that okay? I'll let Ton hit instead first."

Chris raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face. Use the same hand to move your hair upwards, exposing your forehead.

"It's okay, bro. I'll actually have to hit it one day. It's better to practice."

"Okay, if you can't handle it, just tell me."

Chris nodded his head at his senior before accidentally turning his head and locking eyes with someone. People who just arrived recently

The person didn't know who he was, but Chris didn't care. Continue to perform the duties of playing the drums.

The Lions lead their friends into position to prepare for practice. Everyone stood in a graceful lead preparation position.

before moving to the rhythm of the drums

The lion moves his body according to habit because he has been leading for a year and memorizes every moment in the movement.

But today, the new drummer's rhythm is different. It picked up the pace so that everyone acted uncoordinated.

The lion raised his fist above his head as a sign to everyone to stop.

“Little sister, I would like the drum beat to slow down a bit. It's too fast.” The lion's face was solemn. But it made Chris feel like he didn't want to listen or follow and really wanted to tease this dark-faced senior. Chris narrowed his eyes at his senior before smiling and nodding his head slightly.

Everyone started all over again and it ended the same way again.

“Little sister, I told you to slow down a bit. This kind of thing doesn't work together." The lion still had a stern expression and a deep voice. That made Chris even more impressed.

"Yes," Chris replied in an annoyed tone.

Year 2 lead practice begins again. And everything is still the same.

"Oh my!" The lion stopped before cursing. Walked towards the drummer.

"This.." The lion turned angrily and looked away. before narrowing his eyes, turning to look at Chris and saying

"What's your name?"

“Chrisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss,” the junior's voice was still irritating.

“Well, I told you, didn't I? Let's slow down a bit. We couldn't keep up with the lead."

“Yes, I have slowed down. Set it to half of a half beat." Chris raised his eyebrows. This made the lion even more angry.

"It's you!" His right hand rose up and snatched the collar of the shirt of the person in front of him. The lion looked at Chris with hatred in his eyes.

This crazy kid really annoys me. The first time we met made me hate him. How handsome and cool do you think you are? When playing the drums, you can make a pretentious face. Should have taken a punch or two to the face.

"Stop it, what are you arguing about?" Pang rushed in to stop them both. The lion lowered his fist. His other hand slowly loosened his shirt.

“Sing, go calm down first. As for Chris, go take a break first.”

Chris and Singto continued to stare at each other, not going anywhere. Their eyes clashed like a fire was blazing.

"Oh! I told you to split up. Go in different directions." Pang cursed angrily before pushing the pair away from each other.

“That brat made us very irritated,” the lion muttered to Jam.

“I'm sorry, Chris is my younger brother. We didn't know where to find a drummer so we asked a younger brother to help. We'll go warn you soon."

“There's nothing wrong with jam. Don't apologize to us. We just feel like it bothers us so much, that's all.”

“Are you able to calm down yet?” Pang walked over and asked.

“I was angry, hyung, but I'm better now. I'm sorry." The lion raised his hand in greeting.

“You need to learn to be more calm. Next year, you'll be a big brother. If you meet an irritating junior like this, you'll have to keep your cool.

No matter how angry you are, you mustn't touch your junior."

“Yes, sir.”

“Ah, can I continue practicing? I'm going to talk to Chris. I understand.” After finishing their words, Singto and Yam followed Pang to continue practicing their lead.

Lead practice went well. Until it's time for everyone to disperse.

“Welcome back, everyone,” Pang said. The Year 1 and Year 2 students raised their hands to pay respects and bid farewell.

"Let's go eat, I'm hungry," Yam invited his closest male friend.

“Go, what should we eat?” the lion replied with a smile.

"I don't know. It's my choice."

“Then go…”

"P'Yam, why did you tell me you were going to take me out to eat?" A first-year boy suddenly walked into the middle of the conversation.

“Ji..” The lion pursed his lips in dissatisfaction at being interrupted.

“Uh..well, then, wouldn't it be good if we all went together?” Yam said hesitantly.

“No, let's go with Nong Code. We'll go back to the dorm. I have work to do.” The lion raised his hand and waved in denial before walking away.

“Oh, hey,” Yam sighed.

“Do you hate me?” Chris asked, actually knowing that this senior probably didn't like his own face very much. He played and annoyed his elder brother like that.

“Not at all. So what are you going to eat? I'll take care of you myself." Yam asked.

“No, hyung, I'm just kidding. I'll be right back. I have work to do. Hello.” Chris raised his hand in greeting before quickly running away.

"Oi! Did I get dumped? Oh! You can go eat alone. Heehee."

Chris followed the person who had left earlier until he reached a restaurant. I walked in and sat down at the table behind the stern-faced senior.

before dropping down into the chair Turn the backrest and hit the lion's back.

“Hey!!” The lion turned around and looked at the person who hit his back.

"Hello, brother," Chris smiled, making a cheeky face.

"You again? What's wrong?"

“I'll sit with you.” Chris didn't wait for the lion to give permission. I moved and changed to sit in front of my senior.

“Oh, who let you sit here?”

“Oh my gosh, coming to eat alone is lonely. There's only one person I know in the entire store."

“When do we get to know each other?”

“Oh, come on, let's get to know each other now. Hello, second year senior. My name is Chris. I'm in first year, Faculty of Economics. Department of Cooperatives

And what about you? What's your name? What's your name? My name is..."

Chris said before concluding by asking Singto the melody, just like he had been asked during the freshman year.

“Dammit!” The lion cursed. Smiling and laughing at the words of the annoying junior.

"Huh, your name is Crazy? Really strange."

"It's spread a lot."

“Sorry, sir, I just..”

"what"

"I'm sorry about the time I annoyed you."

“Um,” the lion nodded. But he still had the same solemn expression as before.

"Oh my gosh, you're not smiling at all. Can't you smile?"

“Then why do I have to smile at you?” Singh's words made Chris pause as he thought to himself. Oh, then why did he have to smile at me?

"Um, it's nothing, I'll go first."

"Oh, so you're not eating?"

“No, hyung, I'm going home to eat with my family. I followed you just to apologize. I'll go."

Chris raised his hand in salute before walking out of the store after finishing playing the drums for the group's cheerleaders. The two of them never met again.