“It was the best time of my life; youthfully and blissfully ignorant, unsure of the inevitable future, submissive and adventurous all at once. We didn’t know enough to properly understand each other, it was a mess. It was also the worst time of my life.”

Kibum never wanted to go out that night, he was against the idea body and soul. Breaking and entering was never high on the list of ideal activities, but even lower on that list was breaking and entering into a haunted house. 

Being a transfer student was never easy. Whether it’s kindergarten, elementary, middle or high school, you would always get the short end of the stick. By the time you arrived there everybody had already made their friends and settled in to their classes, and it was especially hard when you were Do Kyungsoo, the wide-eyed scary looking kid with silent tendencies.