Intro is shinee. Lol. I'm so random

Taemin shivered as he stepped into the quite old looking building he wouldn't believe as school at first. It looked like abandoned building. He thought it was already severe enough just by looking at the outside wall of the entrance and the building which have been gratified all over with dark looking pictures even words of profanities but the inside of the building apparently worse. As Taemin was climbing up the stair to reach the first floor, there was even broken chair near the most above stair. He even almost stepped into a pool of sharp nails. Who the hell threw nails randomly on the floor of the hallway of school?

                The small slender teenage boy had heard from his unidentical twin brother, Kai on how dangerous was this new school he had enrolled into but not that he had any choice since his test score got him the seat in this school while Kai had entered better school. Taemin pouted. He supposed the smart genes in his family didn't really run in him. Pity. He was more on his mother side though. He was more artistic in term of dancing and he was quite satisfied with the dancing class program in this school based on what he read in the school manual. Probably the only good thing in this school.

                Oh my... Taemin gasped mentally as he saw a few group of rowdy looking boys who weren't even bothered to tuck their school uniform properly were lounging along the hallway. Gulping loudly, he lowered his gaze and proceeded to walk fast past the groups, trying his best not to get noticed.

                He did anyway.                                         

                A long leg suddenly tripped him, causing a hard fall with Taemin's loud squeak. Damn! Damn it all! Taemin, in fear and nervousness slowly turned around but kept on sitting on the floor, looking up at the offender who was bearing a mean-looking smile on his rough features.

                "New boy?" He asked in a deep husky voice.

                Taemin swallowed, feeling how dried his throat and how loud his heart beating up to his throat, too frozen to answer. The guy clicked his tongue and crouched low to level his eyes with the young boy on the floor. Up close, Taemin thought the guy's eyes were even scarier, sharp and almost just a narrow line. Both his ears pierced heavily with metals. Hair shaved leaving only dark shadow of really short hair. And Taemin swore he saw tattoo on the other boy as his long sleeves was pushed up revealing his firm bicep muscles.

                "You're not going to answer me?" There was flash of anger and annoyance as those sharper eyes scrutinized him. Taemin was sure he was going to die when the spark of anger replace by mockery. "Too scared to talk?" His guess strike on the bulleyes.

                Taemin flinched and visibly trembled when the scary guy reached out his hand, about to grab his long copper locks harshly but the hand didn't make it to him as another hand enter Taemin's line of sight, slender fingers curling around the wrist, seemingly like just a loose and effortless hold but the hiss that came out of the shaved-head boy and the hasty retreat of the hand toward his own chest showed otherwise.

                Slowly, Taemin lift up his eyes to met another boy towering over him with a smirk, both eyes covered by his too long chestnut bangs and what attracted him most was the spiky leather neck strap around the base of his neck just below his prominent adam apple. Instead of ordinary uniform school jacket, he wore black leather jacket.

                "Piss off, Zico." The voice of the chestnut hair, despite quiet and almost unheard, held a dangerous threat and the tattoo tattered boy scrambled away fearfully.

                Taemin backed off slightly when this new boy, looking like his age turned his eyes on him, not that he could see the orbs hidden behind the hair but he guessed it on how the boy's head turned into the direction of him from the running boy.

                The other boy didn't say anything and sure didn't look friendly at all when his hand reached out to Taemin, Taemin squeezed close his eyes. This hand definitely the one that almost broken Zico's wrist. Yet he just felt a firm grip on his collar and he was pulled up almost very easily and when he opened his eyes, the other boy had already brushed past him.

                "Urm... Um. Thank-" The boy already enter a classroom. "You." Taemin finished, whispering to himself.

                "That's my dear, is Mir." A voice sounded from behind Taemin. He turned around to find a really tall boy with huge, really huge, pair of eyes. This boy, despite his messy uniform looked decently harmless, not that he really believed anyone in this school had capability of being harmless since Kai already warned not to trust even a single soul in this school except the teachers of course. "New?"

                Taemin nodded.

                "Which class?"

                Wordlessly, he handed his schedule towards the much taller boy. The other boy's brows rose slightly. "Hmm." He hummed with slow nods, handing back the paper. "We're in the same class." The tall boy gave him a once over. "Are you sure you still want to enter this school? Looking at you, you won't survive another hour here."

                Taemin frowned at the mockery and turned towards his class which he just realized the same as Mir, the boy that had saved him. He saw the boy sitting at far end of the class, near the window, seemed distracted as he spaced out.

                Ducking through the roughly playing students in here, Taemin chose to sit at the far back but near the door, opposite end of Mir. He glanced once in a while at the boy, feeling the need to thank him properly over the early incident.

                "Don't bother him if you want to stay alive." Suddenly, the huge eyes were already staring at Taemin from the seat beside him. "I'm Minho." He introduced.

                "Taemin." There was silence for a bit, not that this class or generally this school could be in a quiet stance even for a second. "So... That Mir-" Taemin was cut off with a palm slammed on his mouth almost painfully.

                Minho's huge eyes became even bigger that scared Taemin slightly. "Hush you idiot. Nobody speak of his name so casually. Everybody here and even in other school respect him."

                Taemin frowned, tugging his face away from Minho. "Why?"

                "You really didn't know about this school, aren't you?" This time it was Minho's turn to frown. "Aish! Now I have to explain." He scratched his nape in annoyance but as his mouth open to his expectedly long explanation, a boy with blond long hair, ripped skinny jean, gosh is there no single person here follow the school dress code, stumbled into the class, crashing into one of the table.

                "What Ren? Got chased by dogs again?" A tall charcoal hair boy mocked while the other student around them let out boyish look.

                "Sapphire kids are here!" He informed and the others straightened up, the whole class actually, even Minho and they all flooded out of the room, running down the hall.

                Taemin heard a short sigh coming from Mir before the boy stood up and strolled out of the class with hands in his pockets.

                Minho grinned. "It's easier with life action. Come." Grabbing Taemin's collar, he dragged the much smaller boy carelessly behind him. "If you're lucky, Seungho and GO would be here too."