Eli Kim pulled back his arm and let the football fly, sending it soaring across the crowded airport waiting dock to hit the soccer captain in the head. It was a square hit, and Insoo Kang reached up to touch the now sore spot where it had struck him. Several of his teammates jumped to their feet, ready to rush over and confront the arrogant football player, but Insoo reached up a hand to stop them.      "It's okay, guys. He's not worth it. It's like a little kid trying to get attention."     Eli shot him a glare at the calm reaction he got, irritated that Insoo could play it off so easily. He turned to his teammates and they cheered, congratulating him on the good shot, and it pumped up his ego once again and he smiled, ignoring the dirty looks they were receiving from the soccer team. He looked once again over at Insoo and brushed the shoulder of his letterman jacket as if to brush Insoo off, then with a laugh turned back to his friends.     A few seats over from where the boisterous team carried on, Yixing Zhang quietly sat, black coat wrapped tightly around him, earphones in his ears and iPad in his hands. He read his newest e-book, ignoring the cacophony around him as he immersed himself in the world of Tolkien. Fantasy was so much better than reality; especially if that reality meant dealing with punks like Eli.      Music blasted from Yixing's earphones, the unmistakable sounds of heavy metal carrying to anyone near him, and two seats away from him Jonghyun Lee gave him an unimpressed look. Jonghyun had only agreed to go on this stupid school trip because his mom gave him no choice. She signed him up for it, packed his things, and even forced his father to take him to the airport. Jonghyun could still see his father watching him to make sure he actually got on the plane, and so he slumped further in his seat and shoved his hands in the pockets of his leather coat, fiddling with his lighter and cigarettes. Wintertime in Seoul was no joke, and he found himself wishing he had worn something warmer. They were going to Hawaii, though, and it would be warm there. All he had to do was brave the weather until then. He heard giggling girls approaching the seats back to back with his, and he barely controlled the snort of contempt as he glanced over his shoulder to give them a glare, warning them to not sit there.     Of course they listened to his warning; he was one of the most badass