"Don't go! Don't leave...please." The man held him tightly, his front pressed against Luhan's backside.  It was already too late.  Luhan turned around and smiled wistfully.  " I'm sorry my love, it's way too late. Maybe we just weren't meant to be. Goodbye..." There was nothing neither crying male could do.  If only they had realized this fatal attraction sooner.

In which Sehun is just a little bit of a loner and everything around him annoys him to no end. Except one friend. Or two. Or eleven.   A/N: I changed the Description! I just wanted to dive into chapter 1 before writing a foreword (kind of like how you think about all the body paragraphs before designing a thesis for an essay) so that I kind of left that one sentence as a placeholder.