I flipped through the photo album which I had ever since I was in 4th grade. A picture of a little boy was tucked safely in the middle. Who is that? I carefully scanned the photo and saw small writing on the bottom. 'Kris Wu'  I put the photo back in disgust.

Kris Wu, the meanest person you will ever meet. Even though I have known him for pretty much my whole life, I still consider him as more of an enemy than a friend. I haven't seen him ever since his whole family went to Canada.. or was it China? Either way, I don't really care. A Kris-free life to me is better than a vacation to anywhere in the world. 

The doorbell rang which startled me a little. "Coming!" I yelled out. If it's a stupid salesman again I'm going to slam the door. I twisted the doorknob and was greeted by a boy. Okay not just any boy, a gorgeous, tall boy with blonde hair. 

"Hi, I'm going to be your neighbour from now on," he said, flashing his pearly white teeth. "I just came back from a long trip with my parents."

I smiled back. "I'm Lee Hyomin, just come over if you need anything." 

"Great," he said with a smirk.

Okay, that was creepy. "Bye," I said almost closing the door.

"By the way," He started. "I'm Kris Wu."