Lee Minho

Minho was perfect: a straight-A student, well-read, and versatile. He never even swore and had lots of friends. He socialized with everyone in class, and he had a lot of friends and acquaintances at school. Basically, he was a dream guy.

Jisung was the complete opposite of Minho. His teachers considered him untidy and unkempt, he didn't read and had no desire to read, wasn't a very good student, and had no friends. He was hyperactive and often got into all sorts of trouble. At school, Jisung was considered a freak, but it never bothered him. On the contrary, he was proud of being "different." He wasn't picked on at school, but of course, there were some individuals who felt it was their duty to pick on anyone who stood out from the crowd.

The boys met in a strange way. Minho was sitting in the library when Jisung sat down next to him. The older man was very surprised. Jisung? In the library, too?

• Wow, cool hair.

Minho nearly jumped in surprise. It was clearly Jisung's thing—appearing unexpectedly anywhere, anytime.

• What?

— I'm telling you, your hair is cool.

And then they started talking about something. That's how this strange friendship began. Jisung genuinely enjoyed Minho's company, and vice versa, Minho valued their friendship. Although Jisung often received disapproving looks and comments from his friends, like, "He's a freak!" and "Do you really like hanging out with a jerk?" But Minho ignored them and, in fact, defended his friend.

Only a couple of weeks had passed since their friendship began. It was spring. The sun shone brightly outside, warming the earth. Graduation was in a month. The boys were sitting in the library. More precisely, Minho was sitting quietly reading, and Jisung was hanging around, trying to occupy himself.