Some Em Mina 96 – âm Thanh Sống động – Nước Nôi Lênh Láng:

I was eager to prove I wasn’t just some scrawny guy who got winded climbing stairs. It all started at the beginning of the school year. He paused, picking up on my expression, then gave a half-smirk. And then it happened. It all started at the beginning of the school year. I had crossed a line, one I hadn’t even known existed, and there was no going back. I melted, dropping my head as he massaged little knots and sore spots I didn’t even know I had. I could feel his eyes on me, burning a hole through my quivering body. “Later, freshie.”

“Later,” I said, voice cracking like it had been dunked in puberty all over again.