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How do you feel about him?

He's pretty cute.

Nice smile.

Good at guitar.

And he sings well.

But he's a bit too private.

You can open your eyes now.

Too scared to say I love you

I can smell success.

Have you seen the post on X?

What post?

Male idol with the initials P.T.

He's violent.

He once beat someone so badly they ended up in the hospital.

MISSALLSUNDAY: WAKE UP, EVERYONE.

- P.T. is Phatee. - I don't know him.

- P.T.? It has to be him. - Unbelievable!

- He hurt someone. - Unfollowed.

How disappointing.

I unfollowed him.

- I'm so disappointed. - When will the label say something?

I'll hold a press conference.

Phatee, just stick to this script.

Just tell them you didn't do it.

Let the whole thing blow over.

I can't deny it.

Because I really did it.

You? Hurt someone?

No way.

There must be a reason.

Whatever the reason,

I still ended up hurting someone.

I don't care whether you did it or not.

Just say these lines in front of everyone.

Even if I lie,

people will find out the truth someday.

If you want me to speak,

I'll only tell the truth.

But if you won't let me speak,

I'll take responsibility by leaving the band.

Phatee.

Calm down.

We can take our time finding a solution.

This is it.

The solution.

Leaving the band is the best thing to do.

Don't you want to be an artist anymore?

If you don't follow the script,

your career will be over.

Are you really willing to let that happen, Phatee?

Yes.

I really can't lie.

Phatee!

Phatee, wait!

Phatee, hold on!

Phatee, let's talk first.

What exactly happened?

Why did you hurt those people?

Phatee.

Can't you even tell me?

No.

So you're just giving up

and leaving me, leaving everyone like this?

Phatee.

We've fought so hard to get this far.

We're about to release an album.

Soon, we'll have concerts.

Don't forget your dream.

If I stay in the band…

everyone else will suffer.

This is for the best.

Come on.

Kao will sort this out for us anyway, right?

Just think of it this way.

This could make our band famous.

Any publicity is good publicity. Right?

I'm telling you,

this kind of fame will only ruin us.

Haven't you seen social media?

People are tearing Phatee apart.

It's even reached my DMs.

So, has Phatee told you anything?

Nothing.

He won't answer any of my questions.

I hate to be this blunt…

but Phatee leaving the band

would be the best solution.

Otherwise, our band is screwed.

We're screwed either way.

Without Phatee,

our band can't go on.

Kao only promotes those who can sell.

That's just Phatee and Ranne.

Without Phatee,

she'll only promote you.

No way.

How could she abandon you guys?

I won't let the band break up.

No matter what,

we have to stick together.

Here are your snacks.

Thank you.

Anything else?

Hey!

Don't you have practice today?

I've left the band.

Mimi.

Do you think he's okay?

Hey.

What a weird question.

How could he be okay?

He's getting so much hate.

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey!

Violent scumbag.

How dare he still sing at this place?

Please don't disturb the other customers.

What?

Does anyone want to hear this sadist sing?

If you've got guts, turn around and sing!

Hey, want some popcorn, buddy?

When you hurt other people,

- you weren't ashamed at all. - Hey, calm down, guys.

Let's talk this through.

Would you like anything else?

No.

- Hey, hey, hey! - Wait, wait, wait!

Where's the rush? Let's talk first.

- Don't you understand? - Hey, let's talk, damn it!

Are you deaf?

Huh?

Hey!

You already went down? I barely even tried.

I own this place.

I don't care

who you are.

But if you want to keep fighting,

take it outside.

This place is doomed

if you keep supporting that asshole.

Phatee.

Come upstairs and talk to me.

Anything you want to tell me, Phatee?

I'm no longer an artist.

I can't sing at the club either.

I probably can't pay you rent.

I think I should leave.

You're leaving?

You won't survive out there.

When I give you a job,

learn to take it for a change.

You don't have to move out. Stay here.

Stop.

Aren't you going downstairs to sing?

Yes.

Thank you.

The label should take action.

I feel bad for the other members in the band.

Won't you do anything?

Why keep him? Just fire him

and give someone with actual talent a chance.

He almost beat someone to death, yet he got off the hook.

He must have connections. That's why he got to debut at all.

I hope the label starts promoting someone else instead.

If it's money, I'd love to take it.

But if it's about Phatee,

I don't think I can.

I understand.

And I accept Phatee's decision.

But I won't let anyone spread fake news

to hurt others and get away with it.

I want to hire the Crows

to track down the Miss All Sunday account.

In that case,

The Crow Club is happy to help.

What is it, Linda? Why did you call me here this late?

We've got a job.

What job? I'm going back to Japan in two days.

That's why I called you here so urgently.

We need to find the owner of the Miss All Sunday account before then.

Sunday what?

No way. I'm not looking for it.

It's an anti-Phatee account,

the one that made a post

saying Phatee beat someone up.

You should've led with that.

Let's go. What are you waiting for?

You've been searching since yesterday.

Still haven't found it, Vann?

Come on!

It's not as easy as it looks on TV.

It takes time.

If it weren't for Phatee,

I wouldn't sacrifice a romantic day with my boyfriend to stare at a computer.

I could fly over with you.

So we can spend a little more time together.

You two are always being lovey-dovey.

Don't be jealous of me.

You've got that writer now.

Wow!

A fierce tiger like Talay

got pounced on by his prey!

Prey is still prey, damn it!

Once I'm bored, I'll walk away.

Stay out of my business.

Worry about yourself.

What happens if you find that account?

I'll beat the crap out of them.

And then what?

Nothing will change anyway.

That's true.

But I won't let anyone keep hurting you.

Even if it doesn't solve anything,

they won't get to live in peace.

Hey.

Your future boyfriend

is pretty fierce.

Don't do anything to upset him.

Otherwise, your life

is over.

Found it!

I've located this account!

- Stop, stop! - Right here.

- Here? - I think this is it.

This is the location Vann sent.

What are you doing here, Ranne?

Come on in.

Why the hell did you do this?

What did I do?

You're Miss All Sunday, aren't you?

The account that spread news about Phatee

and hurt our band.

You did it, didn't you?

What are you talking about?

I had someone trace that account's IP address.

And it led straight to your house.

What am I supposed to think?

Are you crazy?

Why would I do that?

I've fought alongside you!

Then who else could it be?

I heard shouting, so I came down to see.

Tontoey.

Tontoey!

Tontoey!

Tontoey!

What are you doing?

Tontoey.

Show me your laptop.

Why?

The IP address is here.

And there are only two of us here.

Show me your laptop.

What? Are you playing a prank on me?

Tontoey, I'm not joking.

Tontoey!

Tontoey!

Tontoey.

Tontoey.

Tontoey.

Why did you do this?

It's my band.

Well, that's exactly why.

I did this for you.

Don't you know

your label only promotes those two?

You practice like crazy,

yet people barely even know your name.

You're better than those two.

You're way too talented

to be in a band that only sells fanservice.

But it's my friends' band.

My band.

You have no right to do this.

What did I do wrong?

I just told the truth.

Phatee really stabbed someone.

He has to admit

he's a psychopath

who loves violence.

Tontoey.

Come back and join us.

Let's be A-Team again.

You've written so many songs.

It'd be such a shame

if these songs stayed just words on paper.

You can sing my songs.

I've written quite a few for you.

No way. You should sing your own songs.

Phatee.

Trust me.

Do what Kao says,

and everything will get better.

But I don't want to lie.

You don't have to lie.

Just tell everyone what happened.

I believe you're not that kind of person.

Everyone will understand you.

You belong on stage.

For both my first album

and my first concert,

I want you to be part of them.

I want to be on stage with you too.

Playing guitar and singing together.

Then let's do that together.

Would you like to tell your side of the story?

You don't have to follow my script.

If you want to tell it, come to the building.

I'll have a team ready to record a video.

KAO: WOULD YOU LIKE TO TELL YOUR SIDE OF THE STORY?

It's all over Twitter.

- It's all over Twitter! - What's going on?

- Why won't the label say anything? - Yeah.

- Will we get to know anything? - So what now?

- I don't understand. - We've been waiting long enough.

We've been waiting for 15 minutes.

- Is the story about Phatee true? - Is it true?

The company is discussing it. Please wait for the press conference.

You can't just say that!

Phatee.

Hey.

Did Kao ask you to come?

Yes.

I want to tell the whole story.

You're going to fight back, right?

Let's go record the video.

You can start.

Okay.

I'm

Phatee from A-Team.

First, I want to apologize to everyone

for the social media controversy that disappointed my fans

and many others.

The rumors that I hurt that man…

are true.

That night…

I'm sorry, Kao.

I really can't say it.

I'm sorry for going back and forth.

Phatee.

Phatee.

Just tell us everything.

That's all.

I'm sorry.

I really can't tell you.

Kao.

I'll tell the whole truth myself.

I was tricked back then.

He… raped me in the car.

Does it hurt?

He filmed me too.

- Help! Help! - Hey!

- Where are you going? Come back! - Help! Help!

Shut up!

- Phatee came to save me. - I told you to shut up!

Help!

Stay the fuck out of this!

Hey!

Stay out of this!

I was so ashamed back then.

So I ran away

and let Phatee be wrongly accused

of stabbing that rich asshole.

How can I believe you?

There's no evidence at all.

Well,

I was so ashamed back then.

I didn't want anyone to know.

Phatee helped keep it a secret

without telling anyone the truth.

He

took the blame to protect me.

- No! - Girls really do smell so good!

Thank you for coming.

I'm the one who should thank you.

Thank you, Phatee.

You're welcome.

Now I understand…

why you couldn't tell anyone.

Yes.

That's exactly why

I didn't want to tell the whole story.

If I spoke up,

people would dig up Anya's story.

For a victim,

it must be a horrible memory

that keeps replaying over and over.

For a woman who's finally escaped,

having to go back again.

I'm sorry.

Where are you?

Everyone's worried about you.

RANNE: WHERE ARE YOU? EVERYONE'S WORRIED ABOUT YOU.

Are you really not coming back to practice with us?

Hey.

This method of yours,

even people who are good at manifesting

can barely get it to work.

Are you sure it'll work for you?

I'm not sure either.

But I think it might work.

He seems to do

everything I whisper to him

almost every time.

Isn't it just that

he already wants to do it for you?

Phatee loves you so much.

But

the last time,

he didn't do what I asked.

He suddenly changed his mind.

And isn't doing this weird?

You two meet in dreams.

We're just talking.

Just like you and I are talking now.

Only the place is different.

Just talking?

Ranne.

Phatee.

Why are you doing this?

Just stop.

You don't have to make content.

You don't have to pretend to have feelings for me.

Phatee.

Everything that happened in the dreams

was real.

Every word I said,

every action,

was real.

I admit, at first,

it was just content.

But not anymore.

I really like you.

I don't even know

when it started.

By the time I realized it,

I felt

you'd become part of my life.

You make me want to go to practice every day

just to see you.

I want to do so many things with you.

We don't even need cameras anymore.

I don't care what anyone at the label thinks anymore.

I'm sorry…

for using the whispering method on you.

I have something to apologize for too.

When I said I didn't remember you,

I lied.

It was me.

I was the one who left flowers for you.

And at the school event,

I was…

…the one who sang "Secret" for you.

You think I didn't know?

So…

you like playing guitar because…

Because of you.

Phatee.

Let's make our dreams

come true together.

From now on…

all I can do is support you from afar.

This

is for the best.

I got to help you get closer to your dream.

That's enough to make me happy.

The full story involving the former A-Team singer

has now been revealed.

Miss Anya has filed a police report and submitted all the evidence

to the police.

The famous socialite still denies the allegations.

Police revealed that the truth is

Phatee stepped in to help the victim,

resulting in an accident.

"Phatee saved her?"

"Everyone who criticized him

should apologize to him."

"You could call him a hero

if it's true."

"See?"

"People were too quick to judge."

"I knew there was more to the story."

SEE? PEOPLE WERE TOO QUICK TO JUDGE. I KNEW THERE WAS MORE TO THE STORY.

"#ComeBackPhatee"

Why are you here? Aren't you going with the band?

You ask me the same thing every time.

And you get the same answer.

I'll keep asking until you go back.

So?

A-Team has a concert tonight, right?

Aren't you going?

No.

I hate talking and making eye contact But I like it when you look over at me

Don't want love, don't want any attachment

- But when you smile… - My heart almost shatters

Alright, everyone.

The show starts in 15 minutes.

Hurry up, get dressed, and get ready to go onstage.

Okay.

Shit.

- I'm nervous, man. - Yeah.

I'm nervous as fuck.

Guys.

Has anyone seen Phatee?

Did he say he was coming?

Someone left a guitar for you.

Isn't that…

Phatee's guitar?

Come on, everyone. Let's wait backstage.

Can I whisper it softly to your ear That I love you?

I'll let my friends take a break now.

- Bye! - Bye!

- Sure. - Ranne!

Can you keep singing?

Now, it's time for my solo.

I'm so nervous.

You got this!

- You can do it! - Good luck!

You got this!

You got this!

But first, let me bring out an old friend.

Whoa, is Phatee here?

Phatee's definitely here!

- I'm so excited! - Guys, let's take a picture!

- Hey, guys! - Take a picture!

- What's all the screaming for? - Come on!

It's just a guitar.

It's not the person himself.

I once promised someone

that we'd sing onstage

and play guitar together.

RANNE - TONHON - PHATEE

It's a shame…

that I'm here alone today.

I wish

he were here too.

But he's not.

Back then…

I once inspired someone

to love music.

If he's listening,

I want to tell him

that he inspires me too.

So romantic!

There's a song I really love.

That person

once sang it for me.

And today,

I want to sing this song

for him.

I’ve been looking at you for so long I don't dare to look

I always have to avoid your eyes I’m afraid that one day

If you find out

The truth I’ve been hiding away

The secret I’ve hidden I’ve never told anyone

I don't think I can hold it back anymore

I take your words

And overthink them

Secretly imagining things All by myself like this

Because you… You are just so incredibly good

How much longer

Do I have to keep The words "I love you" inside?

The secret I’ve hidden I’ve never told anyone

I don't think I can hold it back anymore

The closer I am to you, The more I want to reveal my heart

When we make eye contact My heart shakes even more

It’s just too hard To keep this love hidden away

And the secret inside your heart Does it include me at all?

Please tell me what’s in your heart Let me know

Phatee! Ranne!

Phatee! Ranne!

Phatee! Ranne!

Phatee! Ranne!

Phatee! Ranne!

Phatee! Ranne!

When will you stop singing with your back turned?

If I’m going to turn around and sing for someone,

it has to be you.

Should we look for inspiration somewhere else?

Your club sure provides good service.

I think Talay fell first.

I think it was Sun.

You’re so focused on punching,

you leave your back wide open.

You’re the one who needs to watch your back.

That 10 million baht has to be mine.

You must all live and play the game in this area

for seven days.

Seems like they’re a test for each other.