Lu Han isn’t completely sure when he fell in love with his best friend.   In fact, one moment, everything is normal, but the next thing he knows, his heart feels as if it’s going to jump out of his throat because Jongin has merely touched his hand.    It’s stupid, Lu Han thinks, to have this kind of reaction to Jongin’s touch. They’ve been best friends for more almost five years, and hell, they’ve showered together in the same gym locker room after gym class for the past three years. Still, Lu Han finds himself avoiding Jongin’s gaze during those showers, looking everywhere but at Jongin’s lean, tanned body.   When Lu Han really tries, however, to trace these newfound feelings, all lines return to one moment.    He is early to school one morning, and spends the few extra minutes in the school cafe before meeting up with his friends as usual in front of the school. They’re a ruggest bunch, Lu Han thinks. Kris always has on a scary face, Sehun never smiles, Baekhyun never leaves his house without his eyeliner, Tao has been known for roughing up people who get in his way, and Chen is always wearing his studded leather jacket and combat boots.    There are rumors about them, all twelve of them, because they’re good looking rich boys with flashy, fast cars. Some claim they have relations to the Triads; others claim that they are the ones responsible for most of the graffiti in the city. None of the rumors are true, but Kris and Joonmyun have decided that a bit of mystery and speculation never hurt anybody.      Lu Han has a coffee cup and two donuts in his hand when he sees Jongin sitting on the school’s stone steps, his tie haphazardly done and lazy smile full on. He’s not alone, however; Jongin is sitting with a girl Lu Han recognizes from English class with long dark hair and pale, porcelain skin. Something about her ticks Lu Han off immediately. Maybe it is the flawless skin and big eyes? Or maybe, it was just the fact that Jongin is looking at her as if she is the most amazing thing on this planet.    Then, Jongin leans over to drop a quick kiss on the girl’s cheek and Lu Han’s world shatters; nothing is the same anymore.    To be in love with one’s best friend is a hard thing to deal with. After Jongin introduces the girl as his new girlfriend, Lu Han wants nothing more than to dig himself into a hole to hide in for the rest of his life. Instead, he attempts to distance himself from Jongin, but even that is hard. Jongin is part of Lu Han’s daily life, so ingrained in Lu Han’s routine that he is impossible to avoid.     “She’s interested in psychology,” Jongin says one day, out of the blue. “She wants to skip the intro class and jump right into a more advanced level. ”   Lu Han doesn’t look up.   “Didn’t you take psychology?” Jongin presses on. “I told her that - I mean, I was wondering if you could just...I don’t know...talk to her?”   “Talk to her?” Lu Han repeats mildly.    “I think you’ll really like her!” Jongin replies, shrugging. “You guys are really similar, Lu Han. You’ll get along well.”   Lu Han has no intention to talk to anyone, but Jongin insists. The next thing he knows, they’re seated in the library, all three of them. Jongin glances back and forth between his girlfriend and his best friend with a pleased look on his face before excusing himself.    Lu Han sighs and opens his old psychology text book. “There’s a lot of basic terms you’ll need to know to skip into advanced psych,” he says. “Let’s start with history and approaches.”   As she jots down the notes, Lu Han studies the girl’s side profile. He wants to know exactly what it was about this girl that had captured Jongin’s interest. What did she have that he didn’t, other than the obvious girl parts? Sure, she has perfect, alabaster skin,  but what good does that do in the long run? And okay, she is beautiful, but Lu Han is pretty sure that his own eyelashes are longer than hers.     “Lu Han?”    “Humm?”   “You’re staring,” she says, gently, not looking up from her notes.    Lu Han coughs awkwardly. “Sorry.” I wa