Stepping into the university compound, Luhan sighed. Mockingbirds, he thought. That's what he called them, the ones who have no voice of their own. They were a mimicry of the society, so unoriginal and so uninteresting. He hated them. Perhaps they detested who they were, perhaps they are just desperate for the likes of others, but to him, they are nothing but pitiful little beings. What a way to start his university life.

He continued walking, about to start looking for the lecture theatre he was supposed to report to. Looking around in the sea of undergraduates, he saw her. She wore a white polo t-shirt matched with jeans. She was, different. The outfit she wore was common, but she didn't wear it like most girls did - with ed shirt buttons, s falling out, jeans which revealed half of their and underwear which showed. Well, not all girls wear it like that. But something about her just seemed so alluring, an invisible force which encouraged Luhan's curious mind to show itself.

A/N Honestly speaking, my past few stories were a BIG failure, and it was created on the spur of a moment. I am no embarking on a mission to actually write a fanfic that is up to standard and hopefully I will continue and update this story. I'm taking my O's next year and I have not started preparing which is really stupid, I know. However, I need you to know that there is a chance that I will abandon this story halfway just like what I did to my other stories. I do hope that you can continue to keep your faith in me and follow me as I write this story. Thank you :)