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"Hey, are you coming?"

I'm not done yet.

When will you finish? We're already drunk.

"OK, I won't be long."

"Don't bail out, you must join us!"

"This is our graduation party, you can't ditch us!"

I'll have to take a few more shots.

Hurry up. Everyone's all dressed up waiting for you to come take their photos.

Even Pup is dressed up so damn pretty.

And have you gone home yet? Don't tell me you're coming in your uniform.

Don't do that okay?

Nae? Can you hear me?

"Right, I have to go now."

- Boo! - Goddammit!

You scared the shit out of me!

What are you doing here so late?

Turned on all the light too. Brother Andre will come and scold you.

"He won't, I already told him."

"And you, why are you here?"

Are you in the basketball team?

Good guess.

You have a game tomorrow? You should be in bed.

The game's in Bangkok. I'll sleep on the bus.

Why are you...

taking pictures at this hour?

There's nothing here.

It's interesting because there's nothing.

- By the way... - Not now.

What do you think?

"Well, it looks..."

It looks kinda lonely and sad.

The previous one is better.

"No, that one has a ghost in it."

But the ghost is quite good-looking.

Oh really?

- Are you done? - Move over.

I'm going to take some more shots at the soccer field.

You should go to bed.

"Actually, I..."

I wasn't coming from that side.

Don't kid me.

I'm not.

I'm joking!

"Damn it, go back to your dorm!"

"I'm sorry, I won't spook you again."

"Anyway, they say the soccer field is haunted."

I'm not scared. Go away.

You might snap something that's not really there.

Wait!

"When I was in grade-7,"

I was addicted to playing marbles.

Back then...

I was so damn good.

Would've made thousands had I played for money.

Bullshit.

It's true.

Have you ever played?

No.

So what did you play?

Nothing.

Badminton?

No.

- Soccer? - No.

Basketball?

No.

- Hopscotch? - No.

- Radio-controlled toys? - No.

- Cops and Robbers? - No.

Did you have any friends?

No.

You're joking?

Why's that?

I don't know.

I'm not good at socializing.

I don't know how to approach people.

So you didn't have any friends until high-school?

I have some.

But...

no one close.

"I have no gangs, no pals."

So what did you do every day?

I helped out at the audio-visual lab.

I remember now!

My friends called you 'the paparazzi'.

They hated you.

Hated me?

Why?

"When we had school fairs,"

you always ran around with your camera

and attracted all the attention.

So they didn't like you.

I've heard that.

"But damn it,"

I still made them look good in their pictures.

Who're 'they'?

My friends.

I don't care now.

We won't see one another again.

I know now why you don't have any close friends.

It's nice.

But...

No 'but'. It's really nice.

I'm doing this nocturnal photography

because the concept of the series is to show the school

at the hours in which you've hardly seen it before.

I want the people to see the empty space

so they can fill in the blank with their own stories.

Like when you saw the table near the soccer field

and you were reminded of your marbles game.

"If you'd seen that table with people crowding around,"

you wouldn't have had the memory of your childhood game.

This is so bad.

What?

This photo when we won the cup.

"I wasn't in it, I'd gone to the toilet."

The photographer was a prick! He should've waited.

I took that photo.

What do you see in this one?

What?

You said when people looked at empty space

they'd fill in the blank with their own stories.

So what's your story here?

My story?

Lots of them.

All in bits and pieces though.

Was the grade-10 exam hard?

I didn't take it. I'm moving to another school.

Really? Where?

Tiew Phai Ngam School.

They've taken me on the athlete quota.

Their scout saw me at a basketball match.

He asked me to join them.

"It's a great offer. They cover tuition fees, dorm and food."

Lots of benefits.

"What about other top players,"

like Ter?

Didn't they approach him too?

They did. They scouted both of us.

But eventually our headmaster asked Ter to stay.

He didn't ask me.

Why's that?

Perhaps because I'm not one of the true-blooded.

I moved to this school in junior high.

Impressive! You made it to the team though you just arrived.

Other players had to fight their way from the elementary level.

Maybe that's why they wanted to chuck me.

I'm cool.

"Keep moving, so I'll have a lot of new friends."

She's a doll!

This? Really?

You don't think she's adorable?

So pretty!

Can I have it?

Please.

Please.

This is the one thing that makes me want to study here!

I'm so happy!

Totally awesome!

Do you have more?

"Yes, 5 bucks each. OK?"

- You're being funny. - I'm not.

I always made a lot of money selling Prae's photos

when we had school fairs.

That's why people hated you.

What are you saying?

Nothing.

"If you really want it, I can send some to you."

You're not going to study here anyway.

It's a shame!

Prae doesn't have a boyfriend.

You'll miss your chance when you move.

Are you serious?

Yes.

Can I ask you a favor?

What?

Ask her to go to a movie with me.

Nuts! Do it yourself!

I'm chicken.

"You know her, please help me!"

"Please, please."

Tell her that a junior high boy wants to go out with her.

It's not something you can do for someone else.

Come on!

All right.

I'll set you up to meet her.

Really?

But you have to ask her out yourself.

I wouldn't have the stomach.

I have an idea.

What?

Let me know when you're ready.

OK.

Hi Prae.

"What's up, baby?"

- What the hell are you doing? - I'm playing at being Prae.

I don't think Prae is this slutty.

You don't know her!

You're exaggerating!

No way.

Let's do it again.