It wasn't difficult for Chanyeol to get what he wanted when he wanted. Being that he was the handsomest guy in the small, little town he lived in. Girls adored him, guys wanted to be him. So when the response to his confession was a "No" he didn't take it well.

[This is the first fic I've ever posted on this website and I'm nervously excited. I wouldn't consider myself a writer at all and the only times I've written narritive are for school. I have no idea how many chapters or where this is even going but I'll promise to do my best. Also, there isn't going to be "keke" or "oppa" or "omma" or any korean in this fic because I abosolutly hate it. It's an english fic so it's going to be in ENGLISH. (Sorry if I came out sounding harsh.)]

I SWEAR THAT I HAVE AN AWESOME COVER I JUST HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO GET IT ON HERE