Birth of an อาจารย์ [Action]
There were a good two hours into the lesson. Chai massaged his aching left hand, tired from writing notes. He rose from the chair carrying the plate, now empty save for the crumbs left from assorted cookies. His mind and ears ached from the torrent of words and information that simply streamed from Yao's mouth. A lot of it simply bounced off him but he's been getting better at taking more efficient notes and absorbing information.
How did the man knew so much was simply beyond him.
He returned to his seat from the kitchen with a plate full of sliced fruits he had prepared beforehand. Just before sitting down, Chai abruptly asked, "Were you ever a teacher before?"
With some restraint he managed to hold himself back from flooding Yao with questions of the private and not entirely appropriate manner. Are you having problems with your gender? Do you want to be... a ladyboy? They rested on the tip of his tongue. He swallowed them biding his time for another day. For now, he'll just wait for an answer.
How did the man knew so much was simply beyond him.
He returned to his seat from the kitchen with a plate full of sliced fruits he had prepared beforehand. Just before sitting down, Chai abruptly asked, "Were you ever a teacher before?"
With some restraint he managed to hold himself back from flooding Yao with questions of the private and not entirely appropriate manner. Are you having problems with your gender? Do you want to be... a ladyboy? They rested on the tip of his tongue. He swallowed them biding his time for another day. For now, he'll just wait for an answer.