It’s been a year since Duang had asked for Qin’s permission to pursue him- no, he had instead declared that he would court him until the other fell for him as hard as Duang had.

As for whether it had been a success or not…it may be a rather subjective matter. Qin wasn’t the most open with his feelings, but he seemed to tolerate Duang’s attempts to satisfy him.

“Are you inviting me to your dorm? I’ll just sleep for a short while.”

Duang says, offering to hold the music student’s guitar case while already carrying Qin’s jacket and his shoulder bag. What could he say? He was that dedicated to winning over Qin’s heart.