My eyes widened when our lips met.

His lips were so soft. His hands felt so warm against my face.

My heart fluttered. I leaned towards him and placed my hands on his neck.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me deeply.

I could feel myself grow light-headed. My heart was beating wildly, now.

Everything felt perfect...No, wait!

I pushed him away, "Minho what are you doing?!"

He stared at me completely dumbfounded.

"I..guess..I-I..." he trailed off.

"It's okay," I said, "You don't have to explain."

"I don't?" he asked.

"No. Actually I was a bit caught up in the moment myself," I admitted.

"You were?" he perked up.

"Yes," I sighed, "But we can't let it happen again."

"What?" he asked.

"I'm your guardian angel," I said, "Our relationship should just be that."

His face hardened, "You're right."

I was confused at his expression, "I am?...Of course I am."

I don't know why but part of me was a bit hurt when he said I was right.

"Yeah, you're right," he said, "Why would I even kiss a girl like you? You're not my type."

"I-I'm not?" I asked.

"No, you're not. You're all cutesy and fluffy and aegyo," he said.

I puffed my cheeks, "I am?"

"You are. I like y and confident and...handcuffs," he said.

"Handcuffs? You like girls who are cops?" I asked.

"What? No, that's not what I mean," he said, "My point is, you're right."

"Fine," I said coldly.

"Fine," he replied.

I was right. My feelings for Minho were strictly professional. I mean, the fact that I always wanted to be around him, was just because I was taking my guardian job seriously. 

I found myself back in school, the next day. I plopped myself down on my chair, and looked at the girls in my class.

Surrounding Yeosob, you had girls that I wouldn't find myself associating with.

They had way too much make up on, but still, they were pretty.

Their skirts were slightly shorter, but that only highlighted their amazing legs.

Is that the type of girl Minho likes?

I felt a light tap on my shoulder.

"Good morning Minyoung!" Taemin beamed.

"Good morning Taemin," I sighed.

"Why so down?" he sat down and placed his hand on my shoulder.

"I dunno," I glanced over at the girls again, he caught me and looked at them too.

"Are they bothering you?" he said sternly.

"No, of course not," I said, "It's just...umm.."

"What is it Minyoung? Tell me," he pressured.

I hesitated at first, but ended up blurting it out: "Do you think I'm y?"

He stared at me in surprise. His face began to redden.

"I'm not sure..how to answer..that, "he said.

"Oh really?" I said, "That's okay. I shouldn't even be asking you things like that."

My eyes wandered away and caught some one else's.

Minho looked away, and I watched as he made his way to his seat.

"Do you really want to know?" asked Taemin.

"What?" I asked.

"I think... you're beautiful," he said. His eyes were deeply gazing into mine.

"Um, thank you?" I managed to choke out.

"No problem," the air of maturity left Taemin as he continued sipping on his beverage.

"Minyoung!" I hear a girl's voice call out. I look around and my eyes land on Nicole.

"Nicole!" I get up from my seat and meet her in front of the classroom.

"I'm so glad I found you! I can't believe you go to this school too, " she said, "You still haven't gotten your blow-dryer!"

I twirled my wavy hair, "Oh, right, sorry. I forgot."

She laughed, "Hey! Do you want to go somewhere with me later?"

"Um, sure," I said.

"Okay, I have to head back to class," she waved bye and left.

"I didn't know you knew Nicole noona," said Taemin.

"Oh, yes," I said, "She's my neighbor."

"Really?" he perked up, "You know Onew hyung likes her."

I perked up, "Really? Then should we..."

Taemin and I rubbed our hands and chuckled mischievously.

"Yah!" Minho snapped, "Stop laughing so loud."

"Sorry," we both muttered.

Taemin and I kept laughing quietly throughout the whole day.

I met Nicole outside the gate, and noticed she had a friend with her.

She was in my class, "Hi Minyoung."

"Hi Hara," I said.

"You two know each other?" said Nicole, "That's great."

We walked to a clothing store. The one where Minho worked at.

I looked around to see if I could find him, but sadly, I couldn't.

"So Minyoung, I hear you're close with SHINee," says Hara.

"Huh?" I looked at her, "Oh, I guess you could say that."

"Do you know if Taemin has a girlfriend?" she asked.

I smiled, "He never mentioned having one. You like him?"

She smiled and blushed.

"I'll put in a good word for you," I gave her a thumbs up.

"Taemin is not even as half as handsome as Onew," said Nicole.

Hara scoffed, "You've been having a crush on Onew since your freshman year! Confess already!"

"You like Onew!" I asked Nicole in disbelief.

She looked at me with a mean expression, "Why? You don't like him too, do you?"

I nodded my head, "No! Of course not!"

She sighed, "Oh thank God. I don't think I could even have you as my rival. Tough competition."

"Is there anyone you like Minyoung?" asked Hara.

Pictures of Minho flashed in my mind. 

"Look! She's blushing!" Nicole held a shirt in one hand and placed the other hand on her cheek.

"What? No! That's not..." my words were drowned out by the loud sound my heart was making.

I watched as Minho walked into the store, and went through the employee door.

"Wait, a minute," said Nicole, "Choi Minho?"

I came back to Earth and realized that they were both staring at me wide-eyed.

"What?" I asked.

"You like Choi Minho!" said Hara loudly. 

I gasped and quickly placed my hand over . 

I looked around and noticed everyone was too busy in their own worlds to even care.

"Sorry," I retrieved my hand, "Minho and I are just friends."

"Uh-huh, sure," she said wiggling her eyebrows.

I covered my face to hide the fact that it was red, "Stop it, already."

Minho came out of the employee room, and went to the cashier station.

"I guess I can see why you like him," said Hara.

"You can?" I said.

She nodded, "He's very good-looking. And his bad boy reputation only makes him more intriguing."

"Right..." I said, "No, wait. I don't like him."

She giggled, "Sure you don't."

Hara and Nicole went into changing rooms. I sat on the small couch waiting for them to finish.

Then an idea came to mind. I began to text Taemin.

Me: Can you come over in an hour?

Taemin: OF COURSE I CAN! Do you miss me that much?

Me: That's not what I had in mind at all! Bring Onew with you.

Taemin: Why? T.T

Me: Because Nicole is with me. 

Taemin: AHH! Of course! You're a genius.

I giggled at Taemin's last text.

"What are you laughing at?" I hear a deep voice say behind me.

I look back and sure enough, it's Minho's voice.

"Ah? Nothing, it's nothing," I said still giggling.

"Whatever," he began to walk away.

"Wait, why are you leaving?" I asked.

"I have to get back to work," he said.

"Oh, right. I guess I'll talk to you later," I said.

"Whatever," he said.

He began to walk away but then he turned back to me, "Do you have anything in mind as to what you'd like for your birthday?"

I brightened up at the fact that he remembered, "Not really, no. Anything's fine."

"Whatever," he said again, and walked away.

After dropping Hara off, Nicole and I walked to our building.

"I'll bring your blow-dryer, okay?" she walked inside her apartment, and I went to mine.

Me: Where are you?

Taemin: We're going up, right now.

A few seconds later, they were at my door.

"What is it?!" yelled Onew, "What's the reason Taemin had to drag me away from my lovely chicken dinner, to your house!"

"Um, excuse me?" our eyes all went to Nicole.

She was standing behind them, holding my blow-dryer in the air.

Onew blinked in confusion, "Nicole? What are you doing here?"

She blushed, "I-I live here."

"She was returning my blow-dryer," I spoke up, "Why don't you all come in for tea?"

"Yeah! Let's go hyung!" chimed Taemin. He pulled Onew inside, and Nicole stayed outside.

"Come in," I said.

"Are you sure? I don't think I should-" 

"Don't worry," I interrupted her, "He likes you too."

I winked at her, and she smiled brightly.

I served the tea, and sat down.

"Minyoung, what was that thing you wanted to show me upstairs in your room?" asked Taemin.

"What?" I stared at him in confusion. He nodded his head in a certain motion, implying that I should go along with it.

I quickly caught up, "Oh, right! Just follow me." 

We quickly ran up to my room and left the two love birds alone.

"Do you think they'll confess?" I asked.

"If not now then when," said Taemin.

We excitedly high fived each other. 

"You have a nice room," he said.

"Ah? Thanks," he sat down on my armchair, and picked up the book I was reading.

"You like poetry?" he asked.

"Ah? Yes," I answered.

He walked up to me and took my hands in his. He looked into my eyes.

The air of maturity resurfaced around him.

"I thought love was just a mirage of the mind,
it's an illusion, it's fake, impossible to find.
But the day I met you, I began to see,
that love is real, and exists in me," he read a poem as he looked into my eyes. (A/N: Poem credz to Chris Farmer).

"Yeah, that's one of my favorites," I said.

He smiled at me. The moment lasted a bit too long and I grew impatient.

"They should have confessed by now," I said, "Let's go check on them."

"I rather stay here with you," he said.

I ignored his suggestion and headed out anyways.

Sure enough, Taemin and I found them making out on my couch.

The image of Minho kissing me flashed in my mind.

"Woah, hyung!" he said. 

Onew and Nicole broke away. He pulled her up and held her hand.

"We're dating now," he smiled as she looked at the ground, her cheeks a light pink.

"That's great!" I said.

As they left, I held Taemin back.

"Before I forget, what do you think of Hara? From our class?" I asked.

"She's nice. She lent me a pencil, once, "he said, "Why?"

"I think you and her would make a great couple," I chimed.

He looked into my eyes, intensely again, "Don't even try it. There's someone I already like.

"What? Who?!" I asked. He ignored my question and waved goodbye.

Many things ran around in my mind that night.

Minho saying, "You're not my type."

Taemin saying, "..love is real, and it exists in me," and "There's someone else I already like."

Hara's question was the one that intrigued me the most, "Is there anyone you like Minyoung?"

Crazy how every time I repeat that question in my head,

I keep seeing Minho.