A/N: I am trying something new here. I am going to do p.o.v.s for this chapter. If you people like it this way, first person, then I will write my story like this from now on. I just think it is easier and less confusing if I write my story like this.

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~key~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I bent down, now directly in front of him.

Taemin timidly looked up at me, his eyes watery and still pouring out tears.

I reached out my hand and ruffled his hair, then patting it neatly.

He looked at me, confused at my instinctive actions.

I really regret ignoring him. It wasn’t my fault I was too hung up in my own thoughts too notice anything. Okay, maybe it is my fault.

I continued to comfort him by his brown locks.

Taemin’s heartbreaking whimper just made me internally collapse.

He was trying so hard to hold back his sniffles. I guess it was a pride thing.

I felt really guilty.

My eyes stared at Taemin’s supple face;

his runny, but still pretty eyes,

angular and perfect nose,

shapely pink lips.

My hand trailed down the outline of his damp face. I let my fingers touch the outside of his mouth.

He looked at me quizzically.

I must have the worst timing in the world.

My face leaned in on Taemin’s, landing my lips on his. I tenderly moved my mouth, caressing his lips. Both my hands gently held the sides of his face. My lips gradually increased in pressure, then collided softly. This wasn’t my first kiss, but I could feel that dreamy, electric sensation I always hear about. I pulled out of the kiss, and looked at Taemin.

He was out of breath.

“You forgot to breathe through your nose?” I snorted, breaking the tension. Then I began laughing.

His face turned red. My laughter died down when I saw he began to weep again.

No.no.no.no.no.no.no.no.

“Please don’t cry…” I begged him.

Taemin didn’t stop. I rested my hands on his cheeks. Then I wiped away his tears with my thumbs.

“Shame on you Key.” A voice from behind said.

The figure went to Taemin, pulling him up.

“Minho…” My words echoed.

“Shame on you.” He repeated, leaving the room with the distressed Taemin.

What did I do?

~taemin~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hyung…” I looked at Minho, puzzled. Minho squeezed my hand tighter. Why did he hurt Key’s dignity like that? He must’ve thought I was crying because of Key.

I was actually sobbing again because I got my hopes up.

When Key started laughing at my in-experience, I realized he only kissed me to comfort me. It wasn’t because he was attracted to me or liked me.

Or was it because of that?

My tears stopped.

Minho dragged me to an empty classroom. Oh, so it is lunchtime now.

“Are you alright?” Minho asked.

I nodded my head. He let out a sigh of relief. I could see he was tired.

Was he looking for me?

I sympathetically, and lightly, slapped his back. He smiled at me. Why did I love someone like Key? If only I liked Minho, life would me much easier.

We left the room, casually walking to lunch together.

I spotted Key already there, a worried look on his face. My heart thumped loudly, my face getting flustered. The kiss earlier kept replaying in my head.

I turned my body the other way, moving away from Key’s gaze.

I’m so stupid.

Why was I the one ignoring Key now?

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A/N: So do you guys like it when I write this way? I need opinions! So yep. I'll right the next chapter soon  :D