Youngjae didn't like people. 

All he wanted to do was study, be by himself and not have any distractions. Friends hold you back, they give you false hope and make you do stupid teenage things. Youngjae wasn't a regular teenager. He was smarter than the rest of them. He had to maintain his high gpa, his image of being a good all around student. Though his parents pushed him a little more than he needed, he didn't complain. It was all for the better.

But after all the times of sitting by yourself at lunch, going to the library, not having anyone to text or hang out with. It could get a little lonely, but Youngjae wasn't the one to admit it. He never would. Until the one day he decided to get some fresh air by reading one of his novels by the soccerfield did everything change. Like reality hit him in the face.

Or more so, a soccer ball did.