Luhan sat up stright, attentive to every single word slipping from the reporters mouth. His parents were having an interview in front of the press. Never breaking character, he would smile and wave at the sea of cameras. His doe like eyes melting and captivating the hearts of every individual in the audience . It was as easy as breathing air. This was what he was used to. Down to the last detail, he was a living example that perfection did come in a shape and form, and that form was Luhan. The perfect facade. No one would ever know the truth. No one...