Hello to all lovely readers of Noo Sim. First of all, I must explain that This short story Made from the outline of a true story. In any case, I would like to ask everyone to please read with discernment ^^

In the story it's not dark. It's not too dull. Sim just thinks that in real life Love isn't exactly sweet like this. I want everyone to try reading it. Sim thinks that many of you will get quite a few ideas from this story. (Try to write for some entertainers. Readers will soon get bored haha)

Then Sim thought that he would not write very long. Because Sim is a psychopath. I want to write it all in one place. Haha ^

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This novel is about the love between a young tutor and a high school girl. The love story is not written and arranged like other sweet novels. When love is written in the form of truth.. So how will the two of them end up? Let's go read it.

P.L.1 At first I thought it wouldn't be long. It's been a long time since I've been married, haha. The story will gradually become more and more intense.

P.L.2 is not finished yet.

PROLOGUE

"Ing.. English"

I woke up in the middle of the night. Amidst the silence of shock 'Who is calling us?' Now the thoughts in my head were confused by the voice I heard. Maybe it's because I read the NST Biology book until it was a bit late. I try not to think about anything. then lay down But I couldn't help but wonder where the source of the sound came from. 'Thinking about it makes my hair stand on end..'

'Jing-Jing-Jing-Jing' sound of the red clock. Antique model made of metal It was an heirloom from my grandmother. It's a warning sign that I'm about to be late now. 'Dammit! Why doesn't the phone clock ring?' --- ''It's 7.15, son. Wake up now. You'll be late for school.''

I heard my mother's voice coming from downstairs. Hearing that, I didn't hesitate to take a shower, get dressed, and hurried to school.

''It's gone, Mom,'' I told her in a slightly breathless voice. Because of the fuss I'm afraid I'll be late and I'll be punished by the provost, which I don't want to think about.

''Hurry up, child. This is English.. Mom has to go round the patients and then has to stay on duty at the hospital. Today I'm going home myself." "Yes." My father and mother are doctors. So there isn't much time for me to waste. Mother is British and met Father when he went to study in England for specialized studies. After that, he got married and moved to settle down in Thailand.

No matter how hard the work is Mom and Dad never once complained that they were tired.. They both inspired me to become a doctor as well.

I hurriedly got on my motorcycle and went straight to school..

And when I walked into school..

"Why are you late today, Miss Ashley?!" Ajarn Wirut's solemn voice shouted. Makes me almost startled. Teacher Wirut He was a young teacher, tall and slender, with white skin, a slight mustache, and a solemn appearance. The girls at school were screaming at the teacher like crazy. But I'm the one who doesn't really like the teacher at all.

It's probably because I'm an outcast, haha.

"Ashlee Charoenchitpaisarn!" Crazy eyes..what do you call someone with such honor? Sigh..Actually, I really don't like being called by my real name. But let's face it-- "Are you listening to the teacher, Miss Ashley?!" Teacher Wirut's stern shout made me stop. "Come and meet the teacher in the room this evening..English

I guess we need to talk a bit." "Yes, Master.." I replied in a weary tone. Because I feel sorry that in the evening I won't be able to miss an appointment where I have to study with my friends.

''English~~" Someone's hoarse voice is calling me.. This is Kaew. Kaew is my best friend. She has a small, thin body, dark skin, large eyes, a small mouth and a small nose. Short, frizzy black hair She is a cheerful, funny person who always makes me laugh. I think she is considered a person with a pretty face. But because of her boldness, not many people dare to flirt with her.

"Is Ing you okay? Why are you frowning like that?" Kaew asked me with concern. "I must have missed our important match.. I was called by Acharn Wirut to meet him in the evening. Just stunned and unable to say anything when the teacher called on him. The teacher got angry and called me to meet him in the evening." "A good kid like you. Just showing up late to school a few times won't be a problem.

In fact, she has done a lot of good for the school. Why not go to a science competition, a math competition, or go to a singing competition? That's all, I think the teacher might have some mercy. Don't think too much.” and then read it so distortedly that the judges had to shake their heads---

~~~Tung Tung Tung Tung Now it's time to line up to salute the national flag. Please all students gather in front of the flagpole to perform the ceremony in front of the flagpole~~~

Why is it that when I'm thinking about something fun? There must be something interrupting all the time.. When the announcement was heard Me and Kaew walked together to line up in our own rooms...

Kaew and I are in Mathayom 4. We are in the same Science-Math stream. We're just in different rooms. Kaew will be in room 2, which is the king room. Simple program As for me, I will be in room 1, which is the program room.

Gifted 

The school forced me to study in this room only.. For reasons that will allow me to expand further..

Upon completion of the ceremony in front of the flagpole Students will disperse to study according to their own schedules. I must first tell you that the class schedule of the room

gift.

That can be said to be the most brutal class schedule. and the heaviest How heavy is it? Don't let me describe it. It's more than you can imagine. It is estimated that one day we will encounter subjects such as mathematics, biology, chemistry, and physics all on the same day. Well...for me I think it's not that bad. It's probably the one I like and am good at.

Except for the additional physics subject. Me and this subject are enemies. It's called turmeric and lime. If asked about the reason why It's probably because I once had problems with a special teacher because of my own arrogance.. Never mind, I really don't want to think about it. It is not a pleasant matter at all.

     BEGINNING

The first period of every day will be homeroom. Where the counselors come to meet and talk with the students, 'Teacher Fai', the counselor in Mathayom 4/1, is a tall person, plump, honey-skinned, and has long burnt brown hair. Approximately early 30's, quite a picky person. But his demeanor seemed kind.

When Teacher Fai steps forward Walked smoothly into the room. The loud chatter in the room suddenly fell silent. ''Today the teacher has something to inform you about, the last 2 classes today. Are you studying physics with a special teacher? Room leader''.... ''Class Head'' the teacher repeated this word in a stronger tone than before. I was a little startled.

who forgot that he had been appointed head of the class (not willingly) "Yes, teacher." "There will be a change of teaching staff in physics.. But the teachers are still not sure who will teach in place of the old teacher. Soon they will know each other. Oh, one more thing, don't ask where the old teacher went. The teacher doesn't know either." I chuckled softly.

Because of the small satisfaction that arises within my heart.. It's good to be able to study physics happily!!

I look at the clock

G-shock

model

GWN-1000

The gold one my father bought as an exam reward.

ijso

Entered the 2nd round with excitement. Every second the second hand is moving. My heart is pounding. Waiting for the Buddhist hour to pass quickly --- only 2 more minutes. "We will be free now," was Ek's soft whisper. He sits next to me. Donna is the only friend in this room that I'm closest to..

He was a scrawny young man with thick glasses who liked to sit and read quietly by himself. Even though people think he's a nerd who's only good at physics. But I felt more comfortable talking to him than talking to the other kids in the room. Exchange some attitude with him

It made it more fun for me than normal childish conversations. General high school students talk "Ing..what do you think the new physics teacher will be like?" Aek whispered to me softly. “Well..I don't know. I don't want to expect much,” I replied emotionlessly. When the doorbell rings It is a warning signal that it is time to change study hours. I said salutation

and the teacher walked out When the teacher steps out The loud chatter sounded. I prepared my physics textbooks and notebooks. Meanwhile, I sat and read a book while waiting for the time to pass.

Suddenly, the loud chatter slowly subsided. I looked up curiously and saw Tall young man Tanned skin is quite white. Wear a light blue shirt. With black slacks, it looks dignified. Undercut black hair He slowly walked to the front of the room. The light shone on his face. Makes your face appear sharp and slender

His narrow eyes and sharp, black eyes looked cold. Mysterious, charming Light pink lips It made me take my eyes off him..

"What.." A low, deep voice sounded. Among the students who were stunned by the handsome young teacher. The giggles of female students in the back of the room jolted me out of the trance I was deep into. Ek nudged me as a warning that I should tell him to salute ---"Ah.. Students salute."

ONE

I woke up this morning, and the soft sunlight hit my eyes, causing me to wake up. Get up and pull the curtains closed. Looking at the clock, it was 8 a.m. I walked back and laid down on the bed. Sighing from exhaustion and exhaustion from traveling with Damrong last night.

'Damrong' is a friend of mine from university. I graduated from the Faculty of Science. Physics major from a famous university. We both just graduated. From talking last night, I knew that Damrong has been working as a special education teacher teaching special needs children at a high school. As for me, I am a tutor who teaches one-on-one and at tutoring institutes. "Oh, Elvis.

I got a scholarship to go to England,” Damrong said to me over loud music. “Really? I'm happy for you.” I congratulated Damrong with joy. "I don't know who to find to teach children. The high school where I teach is a good replacement. Please come teach in my place." I was stunned for a moment, thinking to myself that work was growing again.

This must be the reason Damrong invited me out to the pub today. "Is it because of this that you invited me to hang out--" "Come on, please help me out. I'm only going for one year. Please help me." I sat and thought for a while if I had any free work schedules. So I picked up my iPhone 7 and looked at the schedule. "There will be some free days.

But what days do you want me to teach?" I asked Damrong. "Every Friday afternoon." Damrong answered me and waited anxiously to see if I would agree or decline. "It's tomorrow already. Are you going to leave tomorrow?" I asked with curiosity. “I still have many errands to attend to. Why is there a lot of complicated documents to get a visa?

Besides, I've already contacted the teachers at school to find someone to teach instead..lol." ''I---" I didn't have time to say anything. My phone suddenly rang.

'Prae... called.' I suppressed my courage and hung up the phone. Then he continued to sit and talk with Damrong until almost 3 a.m. and then parted ways to go home.

I typed a message on Facebook and asked Damrong for the teaching schedule and location of the school where I would be teaching. Within a few minutes, Damrong sent the information. with content to be taught Thinking about it, the tiredness was floating far away..

I drove straight to school.. In 15 minutes it will be time to start teaching. I quickly stepped on the accelerator. Pray to get there soon. Luckily for me there was no traffic jam. When you arrive at school I parked the car and walked straight to the classroom.

The atmosphere at this school seems very lively. The loud noise of the students The male and female students were having fun teasing each other. Makes me think of the days when I was a student..

When I walked into Mathayom 4/1 room, this room, I didn't hesitate and walked into the room. The loud chattering quieted down. 'So quiet..' I thought to myself. I looked around the room and noticed that most of the students were women. But strangely, the female students don't seem to be very nerdy.. Most nerds are men.

While I was looking around the room A female student's voice suddenly sounded. A girl's voice that is clear and resonant It was so sweet and gentle that it made me turn around to see who the owner of this voice was. As soon as I turned to look at the owner of this clear voice, I met a half-breed girl with pinkish-white skin, smooth, clear, and flawless skin. Her face is as sweet as a lily.

Thin lips, bright pink like pink carnations But what made her look colorful were her large, light brown eyes that blended well with her long, straight, dark brown hair. She wore round black glasses. The sparkle in her eyes took my breath away. But no matter what, I have to keep those symptoms because of my duty.

''Students show respect.'' She's the leader.. But after all, most pretty female students don't have much in the way of academics, right? Then there was the voice of a student saying hello to me.

"Hello to all students. My name is Krittha, but please call me Elvis. The teacher is here to replace Teacher Damrong in this additional physics subject." Then I started teaching. The content I teach is about linear movement. It's quite boring because I personally don't like anything that requires memorizing formulas. While I was teaching

I admit that I often secretly looked at the class leader. She seemed more attentive than the other students. So I wanted to test her out a bit. I looked at the shirt on her right hand side. But I couldn't help but look at her breasts. The school shirt couldn't hide her round, bulging breasts. Damn it, what was I thinking?

'Ashlee Charoenchitpaisarn' is that her name?

"Miss Ashley, please come out to the front of the room." She walked out to the front of the room. Makes her figure clearly visible She is a person who looks calm. Looks proportional, not too skinny. She was very tall, about 160 cm. She walked next to me. The faint scent of her perfume wafted into my nose. "Let's try to tell you the origin of the formula.

s = ut^2+ 1/2 at^2

Come on." I smiled sarcastically because I thought a Grade 4 student like you wouldn't be able to do it. "I thought Master would make me do something more difficult than this--" She wrote down the source of the formula in less than a minute. Along with explaining it in itself. That made me stunned and amazed at her. I don't think a 4th grade student would know this much..

Because most kids like her go to famous schools. fully prepared I don't think that an ordinary high school like this would have kids who can understand the origins of the formula. "Um..go sit down and-" I didn't have time to say. The doorbell sounded. Damn, I've already been teaching for 2 hours. Time really flies.

Each student put their belongings into their own bags. Said to pay respects and go home. Ashlee and I were the only two people left. Ashlee looked nervous as if she was looking for something. "What are you looking for, Miss Ashlee?" I asked her curiously. "Student card, teacher. I need to use a scanned card to leave school.

But I don't know where it went." "The teacher brought it himself.. Do you know that what you did today was very good? But you shouldn't show off like that in the room. It will make other people feel bad about you..” Her expression right now didn't look very good. I myself felt a little guilty for speaking to her so harshly.

So I handed her my student card. Before she could take it from her hand, I quickly pulled it out and asked her, "Thank you?" She smiled a little and said sweetly, "Thank you, Teacher Elvis~~" Damn, what a cute kid. But wait a minute. You can't fall in love with your own student! "I'll go first.

I mean, I have to go run some errands. See you next week. Oh, one more thing, you can call me English." Her clear voice and sweet smile made me have to look after her until she walked out of the room.. English? Hmm..that's a cute name. But now I'm thinking about my own things..

TWO

I feel strange Why does the teacher look at me so often? Is there something wrong? A..?? Well, not really, but never mind, I'm probably overthinking this--

My eyes were glued to the whiteboard. Look at what the teacher wrote on the board. But actually in my head right now I'm thinking about what Ajarn Wirut will say this evening. Just because I'm late to school, do I have to be called into the teacher's room to this extent? While I was lost in my own trance

I heard the teacher's low voice calling me out of my reverie. "Miss Ashley, please come out of the room." Oh, have I been called out again? What happened this time? I walked out of the room. Slowly moving to the teacher's side.. This made my heart pound strangely. When I stood next to the teacher, I found that he was a very tall person, probably about 180 cm tall.

I looked up at the teacher. His eyes and demeanor were mysterious. That's when I knew he must be testing me. It's not strange. Because everyone knows me for the first time Always tests me by making me do something. That made me feel uncomfortable. and very dissatisfied My emotions were like boiling water.”

Please tell me the origin of the formula.

s = ut^2+ 1/2 at^2 

Come on, "Huh..that's all?" I thought it would be more difficult than this. Angrily, I asked the teacher in a cold tone if it wasn't too easy. Then there was no hesitation. Write the source and explain the source in detail. How difficult will it be? Just take the standard formula and multiply it, divide it, move the sides, and you get this..

Then the teacher told me to return to my place. Not long after, the sound of the bell ringing for the end of time sounded. I have to get ready to meet Teacher Wirut..

Damn it..where is my student ID? I remember putting it under the table. I find my student card Until I noticed that all my friends had left. There was only me and the teacher left. This kind of situation I'm starting to feel bad. The teacher asked what he was looking for.

I replied that I was looking for a student card. "The teacher brought it himself. Do you know that what you did today was very good? But you shouldn't show off like that in the room. It will make other people feel bad about you.."

The girl's large, light brown eyes were now overflowing with tears. She tried to hold it in with all her might, trying to prevent it from leaking out. Her idea at that time was to prevent others from seeing her as weak and sensitive. The young teacher saw that her expression was not good. In addition, he felt guilty for speaking harshly to his students.

He then handed the student card back to the girl. He demanded a thank you from her. Right now, she doesn't want him to see her sensitivity, so she smiles a little, covering up her own feelings. and spoke in a sweet voice, thanking the young teacher She had a feeling that he probably didn't mean to say that. before walking out of the room

She said goodbye to the teacher and gave her nickname. She thought that this would make the young teacher not think that she was angry or that she hated him.

THREE

I walked out of the room I was thinking all the time about what Achan Wirut would say to me.

“Huh.. What is my fault? Had to miss a tutoring appointment with a friend. Plus today I was scolded by the teacher as well. Being born as me is pure karma."

When walking to the administrative room I swallowed several times. Ready to take a deep breath When you step into the room The air was cold in that room. make me feel frightened

There was no one in the room except me and Professor Wirut, who were reading some documents on the table. The atmosphere in the room was quiet. There was only the sound of the air conditioner.

The teacher slowly raised his head to look at me. His brows furrowed until they seemed to converge in the middle. “Sit,” he pointed at the metal chair in front of his desk.

I slowly lifted myself to sit on the chair. My heart beat faster and faster, trembling with fear because in my life I had never been called out by a teacher before.

"When adults talk You should look at me. Besides, don't sound like that." His voice was calm. rang out in the silence “The teacher doesn't want you, Ashley. But she's a good student and smart, but her manners must not be lacking." "N..I just like to think about things for fun.

Until I couldn't hear the teacher's voice, that's all. It was not my intention to ignore the teacher at all--"

"Don't argue over words!" The teacher's fierce voice, like the roar of a lion, echoed throughout the room. The girl was so frightened by Ajarn Wirut's anger that she couldn't hold back her tears. Her body trembled with soft sobs. She couldn't stand it and ran out of the room. Tears streamed down his red cheeks. He lowered his head and wiped away the tears with his palms.

She ran out so he didn't notice. and collided with a young man.

Teacher Elvis.. No, I can't make him see that I'm a weak person like this!

"Oh English... what's the matter? Are you okay?" Teacher Elvis asked me in a slightly startled tone. I quickly tried to wipe away the tears on my cheek so he wouldn't notice that I was crying. But it doesn't seem like it's going to cause much harm. "Why are you crying, English..?" Those cold eyes Now I can feel his concern.

He slowly brought his hand to caress my head. Now he was so close to me that I could feel the warmth and smell of Calvin Klein perfume mixed with his body odor. makes me feel warm A soft palm gently caressed my head. He stared at me. with gentle eyes "It's okay, Noob."

He spoke in a low, gentle voice. Makes me can't help but smile.

"I'm okay. I'm OK now..thank you. Now I..have to go." I walked away from him, not caring that he was following. or what are you going to say?

I scanned my student ID card and prepared to leave school. I walked out of school Walk to catch a motorcycle taxi. Saw students standing in a long line to get on a motorcycle. 'There are so many people. When will you get home?' The gloomy atmosphere made me know that it was definitely going to rain soon.

So I decided today it would be better to take the bus home. As I was walking to the bus stop which is quite far from the motorcycle taxi stand I heard a car horn sound. I turned around and saw a car.

BMW

Black, with a completely black film, I couldn't see who was driving. The car slowly slowed down, driving up next to the footpath where I was standing. The pitch-black glass lowered. Make someone visible in there 'Teacher Elvis again? Where will you follow Ravi? ' I muttered in my heart. "It's about to rain. Look, the sky is dark. Let the teacher send you home."

He said, his voice sharp. Which amused me to hear his attempt at seeming cute.

I'm here to teach for just one day. Have you tried to become close to me like this.. What does this idiot think of him? Hmm.. He probably isn't dangerous. Moreover, the rain is falling now. So I decided to agree. "Alright, but is it good? I'm so considerate-" "Hurry up and come up."

I'm going to get sick from the rain like that," he said, concealing his hand and reaching out to open the door for me. The first thing I thought at that time was Why is Teacher Elvis talking to me now? I've heard rumors that Most men who speak casually are flirtatious. But probably not with him, I pray.