Chanyeol POV      "How'd this happen soo?" I ask my lost lover   "Don't ask me that, it's pointless. Baekhyun what happened to me again?" He tiredly says shyly changing the subject.    Baekhyun comes out of the kitchen, and sits next to kyungsoo draping a arm around him.  "Someone slipped you the date drug sweetie." Baekhyun says with no sympathy what so ever.    It's not right for baekhyun to be so nonchalant about this. It's not right for me to be so unaware about kyungsoo's well being.  I have to make this up to him.    "Kyungsoo do you want me to take you home?" I ask him staring into his protruding pupils. His dry mouth hangs open and he stares out into the distance. Without any attention focused on me.    "What's wrong with him?" Suho loudly counters.    "Hush suho, he's not feeling well." I reply to my impatient friend.        Kyungsoo POV    -------flashback-------     3 years ago    I was fourteen years old It was my first day of high school I was nervous like crazy. I had the goofiest school uniform. bright blue shorts, a yellow button up shirt, And the ugliest striped knee high socks. This outfit is all thanks to my mother, who wanted me to look 'cute' for my picture.  Oh well I'm out the door now.   "Bye mom." I waved to her as I stood outside the door.  "Bye baby." She walked up to me and smooched me right on the mouth. Yuk!  "Mom!" I complained wiping my mouth immediately after. My mom has and still is overly affectionate.   My dad walked out of the garage and leaned against the car and frowned.   "Come on I've got get to work." He complained.   "Wait I have to take a picture!" My mom ran back into the house.   "Mommy please don't!" I grumbled loudly   She rejected my whining and grabbed her camera. immediately fixed my collar, and pricked at my hair. Leaning back she got the right position for the most embarrassing picture of my life.    "Smile." She smiled and said, and she snapped the photo.    "Alright,alright. Lets go." My dad testified and motioned for me to come to the car.    I grabbed my dignity off the ground and walked to my fathers car. He smiled at me knowing that I feel terribly uncomfortable, of course he tried to cheer me up.  We sat in the car and he pulled out of the drive way.   "I love you baby!!" My mother yelled from out the front door.    I waved goodbye to my persistent mom and I leaned lower in my chair. I looked over to my father. He grinned as he drove carefully watching the road.    "So kyungie I'm sure you're nervous?" He said to me.    I shook my head gripped on my satchel tightly. Like it was my moms face, just getting her back for this outfit. "Yes dad, very." I sneered under my breath.    We pulled up to the curb of the school right in front of a ton of well dressed students. Who all had dark black pants and shirts to match their burgundy ties. I can't explain how much that bothered me, I was totally gonna stand out. Of course... I did.   I stayed seated in my seat, and I wanted to lean lower into my chair. But my dad insisted I got out the car and faced the music.    "Don't worry soo you'll be fine.." He kindly slurred to me and softly caressed my cheek.    "I love you daddy."    "I love you too."    He drove off after I stood out of the car. I  took a moment to browse around the other students, then look at my dingy yellow sh