The First Year and the Evil Senior: พี่ว้ากตัวร้ายกับนายปีหนึ่ง

SOTUS, Rule 16:  Showing spirit in front of instructors

It’s 18:15.

The red sun in the sky is gradually losing its edge but the other sun (Arthit) is still standing on the stairs as the guardian of the final stage of the flag race of the Industrial Engineering Faculty.

Hazer was now looking down on the earth from the viewpoint of the gods and he saw the freshmen sitting in a meeting in the distance, while the seniors of the same major were constantly coming to watch this important battle and the playground was getting more and more crowded, because the rumor was that the race for the flag was going to be very brutal but on the other hand, in a flag race, it’s as simple as it is difficult and it’s all in the beginning, because if you don’t know what the head hazer is thinking, then the freshmen will go astray and there’s no useful hints except for the five-colored stairs that represent the different levels, which can be interpreted in a million and eighty million ways.

Arthit thought it would take most of the day for the people in the playground to discuss it, or even worse, that they wouldn’t be able to figure out what the colorful staircase represented but in reality, before half an hour had passed, the freshmen had unprecedentedly figured out that the answer they were looking for was ”SOTUS.”.

I don’t know if the head hazers themselves were bad or if they underestimated the abilities of the freshmen but they were almost running out of ideas together and they didn’t get the results they expected but even so, it would be strange if the freshmen didn’t have any idea, because SOTUS was what they had been emphasizing in training but aside from that reason, one of the main reasons they chose SOTUS as the final judge is that it’s the best way to test the character of the freshmen.

In fact, no matter what year the freshmen are in, the competition chosen by the seniors does not only emphasize the purpose of unity but also respect for the teachers and teachers, the responsibility of the students and the virtue of helping each other, because even though the orientation is almost over, there will be many other activities that require people of the same year to work together and help each other. Therefore, Capture the Flag is not just a competition but the real purpose behind it is to re-emphasize these qualities so that the new students will have a deeper understanding of the system. Of course it was up to the head hazers to make the final decision and if they thought the younger students had done well enough, they would let them pass and the freshmen had already passed all four levels.

…but the last hurdle, Spirit, is not going to be as easy as it was before, I promise you, no way!

Especially since the dictator of the last level was the most brutal head hazer in history and importantly, the last level was the most difficult one to put into a concrete form and besides, time was running out and the freshmen were all burning but they gathered together to discuss tactics rather than to take the easy way out, until finally, everyone stood up. It seems to have found a solution.

Arthit saw the group of freshmen standing in line in the middle of the playground and although he didn’t know what they were going to do next, he did know that the leader of the action must be the man… the man who had pulled Arthit’s eyes away from the line and who was now walking with a determined stride towards this side. He came, one step at a time and finally stopped at the next step and stood still.

…and it’s 0062 Kongpop who’s looking at him.

“What can I do for you?”

“I’m the first-year representative here to invite the seniors to come down with me.”

Arthit was caught off guard, he couldn’t believe that these yearlings had the nerve to let him down, they had fought so hard at other levels but at his level they had nothing to prove, these yearlings thought he would just turn around and let them take the flag? An outright contempt for the head hazer’s dignity.

  The ultimate gatekeeper’s mind was racing but he tried to suppress his emotions, control his facial expressions and arrogantly dislike him.

“Why I’m going down with you, isn’t quite clear!”

“Because we want to show our seniors our spirit so they can accept us.”

After listening to Kongpop’s explanation, Arthit seemed to understand something, probably the freshmen wanted to do something and wanted him to go down but he wouldn’t go down the stairs easily no matter what, because the point is, the freshmen made a big mistake and that was to choose the person with whom he had the deepest grudge as the representative to negotiate.

Arthit realized that he really wanted to major in economics and not in engineering. For what, if Kongpop really want to change majors, there’s no point in winning the flag or training, or proving your dignity, it’s just a kid’s game but Kongpop’s expression and his eyes showed the determination and confidence that he was determined to get the flag to his death today and the more this happened, the more annoyed Arthit became.

“Show your spirit, huh? Ask yourself if you have that spirit, I’ve already told you, if it doesn’t come from your heart, then you don’t deserve to be recognized by this faculty!”

…Kongpop knew that Phii Arthit was still angry about that night but he still dared to take the risk to be the negotiator, because he still had a lot of unresolved issues in his mind and he also knew that for such a stubborn man, he probably wouldn’t get any good results if you tried to force him but if you tried to force him, he wouldn’t get any good results. Kongpop keeps on obsessing, then both of them will get angry and it will end the same way as before, both of them will be angry again. Kongpop just wants to clear up the misunderstanding and explain everything from his point of view.

“…Phii Arthit.”

The voice was so soft and gentle that the owner of the name was startled and with a glance at the man below, his manner seemed to soften and he told the reason for it slowly.

“…I admit that I didn’t come here for engineering initially but when I finally got into this faculty, I never regretted it. On the contrary, I feel very proud to be here, to meet new friends and good seniors, if Arthit thinks that I don’t really love engineering faculty…  If that’s not the case, then we wouldn’t have worked so hard just to get the approval of the seniors. If you want to know if what I’m saying is true or not, then would you please come down to the playground with me? is it okay?”

This long speech was not so serious and forceful as the first one but more emotional and reasonable.

…such a tone of voice Arthit seemed to have heard somewhere before, yes, the last time when he was asked to take pills, no wonder that as soon as he heard it, his mood instantly calmed down and he surrendered, like a lamb, his mouth and brain lost the ability to argue.

Arthit quietly looked at the freshmen who were still lined up on the playground, waiting for him expectantly. Actually he could have delayed the matter on purpose, because there was only half an hour left before the appointed time but he was really curious to see what the freshmen could do to show him their spirit and it was still up to him to decide whether they would pass or not, so…

“All right, I’ll come down.”

The head hazer decided to go ahead and he saw Kongpop breathe a sigh of relief, a bright look on his face and then make way for him to descend the stairs. Then Hazer came to the middle of the playground and stopped right in front of the procession of freshmen and asked at the top of his voice.

“Where! How will you show me your spirit!”

Kongpop once again returned to the front of the line and stood at the front of the line, then answered in a loud and serious tone.

“If we hadn’t been taught by the seniors, if we hadn’t seen and experienced it ourselves, we wouldn’t have been able to have this quality of spirit, so we’d like to thank them for their good work. The quality of spirit! Freshmen, fall in line!”

At Kongpop’s order, all the people in the playground began to jog together, with the godfather as the center, nearly 200 people swarmed to form a huge circle, framing Arthit in the center of the circle, as if standing in the center of the world, Arthit had no love in his heart, only a bunch of question marks.

…what do you mean? Are these freshmen up to something? They just said that they inherited the spirit of the seniors and then they promised to repay them, so what’s going on?

“All freshmen, prepare to show spirit and start immediately!”

Just this minute, Arthit finally realized that the “spirit” of the freshmen was actually expressed through this one word…

“Thank you Phii Arthit for your teachings to us!”

“Thank you Phii Arthit!”

“Thank you!”

“Thank you, Phii!”

“Thank you so much!”

The resonant voices sounded in a circular order like a mountain range but no matter whose turn it was to speak, it always included a” thank you”, because it was the most straightforward way to thank the head hazer.

The man who united children from all over the world through the use of agitation.

The guy who is willing to sacrifice his personal time to practice, train, run events and meetings late into the night…

The one who ran 54 laps around the playground, just to show by example what it means to do what you say you’re going to do and be responsible.

…the one with the mental toughness, the moral integrity and the outlook that trumps all others and the one who made the freshmen really understand the last letter of” SOTUS”.

The word  “ Spirit” not only means to be kind and conscientious but also, as they’ve found out from their time with the head hazers, to have” trust” and” fellowship” in it.” , so that’s what the freshmen have to give back to the seniors and that’s” heart for heart.”

So that” thank you” encompassed everything and became the best testament to the seniors. After everyone had said their thanks, Kongpop gave the last password.

“Freshmen, collectively shout a cheer of thanks to the Seniors and start it immediately!”

At that moment, everyone in the team lowered their heads, raised their hands and clung to each other and shouted the cheer together. Although everyone was exhausted after the previous hurdles, the freshmen still didn’t give up and shouted with their last little voice, with such desperation, just to give the hazer full respect. At this time, the eyes of the seniors and juniors of other grades who were watching the capture of the flag revealed more or less shock, because they couldn’t believe that the freshmen had such great courage and courage to face the hazer, chanting cheer activity for him without fear, this was unprecedented in previous years, it was another innovation. Arthit had to praise the new students for their unity and solidarity and he had to admit that there were hundreds of people chanting cheer activity around one person just to thank them.

…it’s very powerful, very impressive but what the freshmen did only seemed to shock the others but judging from the reaction of the hazer Arthit, it seemed to have the opposite effect, because after the freshmen shouted the cheer, the person concerned was still stuck in the same place like a nail, only his fists were clenched, his whole body was shaking like a volcano about to erupt and he seemed to be furious to the extreme, only to hear him use the same words. A trembling voice raged loudly too.

“You think I’m going to let you pass by doing this! What a pity! Because I don’t let go!”

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Arthit immediately went out from the middle of the group, yelling at the people who were in his way and then no one was able to stop him, so he disappeared behind the stairs, leaving a group of bewildered freshmen stunned and sad about the final verdict left by his boss.

…and won’t let you pass.

Kongpop felt as if his heart was tied to a golden rock and was plummeting into the abyss at a speed of 1,000 meters per second. He was the initiator of the whole project, which started when he heard M talking about running in the playground. That’s why he proposed this plan to his friends, hoping that the hazer would understand their feelings but in the end, everything was going in the worst way… instead of letting them pass, Phii Arthit got even madder at him and not only that, he got the whole grade involved… Kongpop apologized to everyone because he felt it was his fault, even though many people reassured him that it was okay. , because it was a mutual decision. Well, all we can do now is keep thinking of new ideas but when he looked down at his watch, Kongpop’s heart couldn’t help but feel tight, because the hour hand on the dial was already pointing to the number seven and the Nott head hazer just happened to come down from the stairs, in front of the group and gave the order.

“Freshmen in line! Speed! Your time is up!”

The freshmen had to trot over and stand in order as instructed, many of them still craning their necks to look at the flag with reluctant eyes.

…so close to getting it, they’ve worked so hard day in and day out and now it doesn’t make any sense.

“Who told you to look up at the flag! You have no right to look at it anymore! All of you, bow your heads, now!”

The head hazer’s words were like a thousand silver needles stabbed into the hearts of the freshmen, it hurt but still they were instructed not to resist, all of them hung their heads in disappointment, some of them could not control themselves and started sobbing quietly.

The sun had gone down long ago, the playground was covered in darkness, there was no light to signal the end of the flag race, there was silence and the atmosphere was embarrassingly dead but suddenly there was a soft chant on the breeze.

“Oh… oh-oh-la-uh… uh, uh, uh… our nongs.”

Everyone raised their heads and looked forward but to their surprise, they saw that the source of the sound was the seniors of the hazers in training. The seniors from the hazers in training came over with Thai trays and small candles in their hands, along with the seniors who had been watching the freshmen capture the flag and one by one they passed the candles and lit them and soon the stars were lit up and the light drove away the darkness that surrounded the freshmen, while the singing gradually gathered together.

“Oh… brothers and sisters, we will always be by your side and never go far away.

I will care for you with my whole heart and never leave you.

…lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah

We’ll treat you like brothers and sisters, love you, take care of you and meet your every need.

…lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah

I wish you good health, good fortune, good fortune and good fortune.

I’ll use a long, white, pure thread… la, la, la, la, la, la.

Wrap and bind your wrists… la, la, la, la, la, la, la.

It’s like tying my heart around your body and never leaving you.

…uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.

…same mind.”

The last verse of the song was finished but there were still many freshmen who were still confused and bewildered and there were others who understood the meaning of the song but there was still silence because they didn’t know how to react to what was happening, until Senior Nott gave the command again.

“Freshmen! Please send a representative up!”

Tiw was introduced as the representative of the year but he was a little timid but he seemed to be moving forward and he walked towards the stairs with fear. After a long time, he finally said the words that all the freshmen had been waiting for.

“Please come up and get your session flags!”

This permission, loud as it was, was instantly drowned out by the surprised cheers that erupted in the playground and all eyes were on the man who had gone up the top step to get the flag… The second their friends took down the flag and waved it in the air, it was the historic moment that announced their great victory and that from then on, they were Faculty of Industrial Engineering, the newest class of students to be certified in Engineering.

The seniors were given white ropes to tie the wrists of their younger brothers and sisters and the younger brothers and sisters lined up and began to wait. The senior head hazers, who were usually shunned by everyone, seemed to be especially popular at this time, because they had taken off their cold-blooded and cruel masks and the atmosphere around them was also reduced and they seemed more approachable but this did not include one person, who was not even found in the line of hand tie.

Kongpop was anxiously looking for Arthit in the line of head hazers, because since Arthit came out of the circle, Kongpop didn’t see him anymore and wondered if something was wrong, because Arthit had left a message that he wouldn’t let us pass but when Nott came back, he told everyone to go and get him. The flag, so he wasn’t sure what the seniors had decided to do with each other.

…and besides, he had pissed off Phii Arthit, so he wanted to admit his mistake to Phii Arthit himself anyway.

So Kongpop didn’t wait in line with everyone else to tie the ropes but avoided them and walked out of the playground, looking for someone but she didn’t want to run into Fang and stop her.

“Aw, Kongpop, come on, I’ll tie you up.”

Kongpop stopped and gave her right hand to Fang instead of her left hand which was wearing a watch as she said and listened to her blessing while she tied the bracelet.

“I hope these four years have been worthwhile and that you’ve met all the right things, both in faculty and in love.”

“Thank you Phii.”

Kongpop truly thanked the seniors and bowed to them, it was because of such good seniors that he felt very happy to be able to study in such a big and loving family as the Faculty of Engineering. He’s talking to a faculty sister.

“Uh… has Fang-san seen Phii Arthit?”

“Well, Arthit, it’s behind the stairs, I think.”

Fang had a strange look on her face when she answered, as if she was deliberately restraining herself from laughing out loud and then she quickly took out a white rope and gave it to Kongpop.

“Well, that’s it, let Arthit tie your hands for you.”

Fang smiled and turned towards the playground, leaving him alone with the hand rope in his hand, Kongpop went around the back of the dark stairs and even though there was only a faint light, he immediately saw the familiar figure with her back to him.

“Phii Arthit.”

The person whose name was called turned around in shock to see who it was and Kongpop was startled when he saw his face, because he didn’t see any anger on Arthit’s face but instead, there were traces of tears and red, swollen eyes, which made him panic and ask him worriedly.

“What’s wrong with you, Phii?”

“Nothing! Nothing, it was too hot, so I went to wash my face. What! You got a problem with that!”

Arthit immediately changed his face and denied it quickly, fearing that he would be caught red-handed, although Kongpop caught something from Arthit’s performance, he chose to change the subject.

“No.”

“If not, go back to the playground, we’re praying, what’s wrong with you sneaking out!”

Hazer looked angry and wanted to chase Kongpop back, then turned to walk towards the playground but was stopped.

“Wait a minute Phii Arthit, can Phii tie my hand rope for me?”

Kongpop held out the white rope to Phii Arthit, who was concerned about where he had got the rope from. But according to the custom, Arthit, as the senior, should have taken the rope with great emotion and tied it with fatherly love.

So Arthit had to wait for the big guy standing in front of him to extend his right hand, which was already tied with a rope and then tie another rope for him but in the end, the brat changed his mind.

“I think it’s better this way.”

The man took off the watch on his left hand, ignoring the fact that the seniors were the only ones yelling at him.

“Annoying!”  but despite the scolding, Arthit took the rope and tied it to Kongpop’s left hand, saying the important words as he did so.

“Take good care of our flag for me.”

Although the sentences were short, they were meaningful, for they meant that Arthit had come to regard Kongpop as a member of the faculty, as his own junior.

“I’ll take care of it.”

Kongpop smiles and promises but it stirs up his inner frustration, so he starts tying things up haphazardly and takes care of it.

“Aw, okay.”

“Thank you, Phii Arthit.”

“Well.”

The head hazer replied dryly, thinking he could finally leave but as soon as he was ready to leave he was called back.

“Wait a minute…”

“What now!”

Arthit growled impatiently, for this was the second time he had been called back, a little angry, he turned and looked at Kongpop and Kongpop had an enigmatic smile on his face, as if he had seen through something and what he said next dumbfounded the listeners.

“Next time you feel like crying, tell me, don’t cry alone, so I can wipe your tears.”

“Kongpop!”

The namesake heard a scolding behind him but he was too late, for he had already fled ahead of him to the playground.

This time, Arthit was sure to be angry with him but for some reason, even though he knew it, he still wanted to make the other one angry and the strange thing was, this time it wasn’t like the last time when they had a fight and Kongpop couldn’t sleep afterwards but this time, he felt the joy of letting go.

…probably because he knew that his” feelings” had finally reached that person’s” heart”… and that he had taken another step forward.

 

 

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