He studied the girl across him, and couldn't quite place her. She wasn't blackened at the heart nor was she pure white? She smirked at him, and his jaw clicked. Was she challenging me? She looked like she absolutely hated his little method, and so she decided to make up a category of her own. She strode over to him, and instead of scanning his body up and down and b with hate and jealousy like some girls, or putting up a faux bubbly image to befriend him, she walked right up to him and stared.Stared.She looked at him with an all knowing glance and then finally she stopped. So she could raise her height to her tippy toes and whisper in his ear," You're wrong. Dead wrong." 

               She her heels and walked away, leaving Taemin pondering everything he had ever known just for the sake of those words she just uttered, and then he decided if he was so wrong then she might just have to prove it to him.