Kai POV 

  It was the same day. The same perfect day for a perfect figure named  Kai. Yes that is me. I was born as Kai. My middle name is Kai and I let most of the community called me that way. It is easier actually. I mean it could be pretty hard once you are in a busy place or in a train for example, as someone calls you with your first name and there are perhaps hundreds that have the same name as you. Am I right? Although, I have never been to a place like that to experienced those occurrence yet. Nonetheless, as I said before, my name is Kai. I live in a perfect house, have a perfect parents and own a perfect self. To conclude it, I live in a pretty perfect life. Well, at least until I met that Kim Naeun. Having the same surname as me, it sometimes irritated me. Like I have said before, I am not that fond of someone's else having my name. It feels weird and..... Disgusting. Thus, after I learned who is this Kim Naeun, that somehow shares the same first name with me, my disliked for her become worse day by day. She, with the name of Kim Naeun, perhaps was the worst creature ever. She, by the name of Kim Naeun was not supposed to be born as a girl at all. A person who was supposed to act as a pure girl, act nothing near it. A clumsy girl with an awkward appearance and have a total zero charm should not be called as a girl at all. And, that is Kim Naeun, people. The nuisance Kim Naeun.    Well, until now, I think most of you would wonder why am I keep talking to myself like this. I have mention before, it was an usual perfect day. At least, that is what I thought it would be. As usual, the class end by 2 and it would be Sehun who was in charge for today's meeting. I open my locker room, expecting a bunch of love letter filling up in it. And, as I opened it, about hundreds of it flew out from the locker. I sneered upon seeing them but I quickly assemble the letters again and put them in my bag. It is never any interest of me to read it once I come home but I absolutely have to show my courtesy towards those fangirls, right? It is my responsibility to take care of my own fanbase I think. I collected one and each of them, arranging them in my bag. That is when my eyes catch this one unique blue envelope that was laying on the floor with others. Blue is certainly my favorite colour and without any solid reason this unordinary letter starts to create a curiosity in me. I opened it slowly, looking at the entire room as I realise my act might cause some uproar from the other fangirls later. As I open it, a sharp scent of perfume starts overflowing me. Hence, I quickly read the letter despite of the strong smell. And, that is when it struck me. The letter, the content, the way it was well-written amazed me. I have never read something that is beautifully written as this and the way the letter was describing her feelings for me was magnificent. I could feel heat was congesting my cheeks. I know that if there