A very boring beginning-- I know but I just wanted to get it over with. You can start the guess on the stranger tho ;)

"I can't believe her... why did she cheat on me with him!" Minseok mumbled under his breath, anger faded, while rubbing his incoming tears and sniffling nose. 

"He was such a beautiful person... I don't understand... Aren't I good enough?" Minseok whined with gloomy thoughts clouding his receptors . 

Of course he realized that he wasn't as beautiful and that she did deserve better than him. But that didn't make him feel any better admitting the truth. 

But why did she have to cheat? Why couldn't she just spare the blow to his pride, his esteem but most of all his loving affection? It hurt a lot because the person he claimed to have loved was going off behind his backing loving someone else while pretending to love him to spare his hurt. 

That's selfish, minseok thought but younha must've thought otherwise than to hurt him the least, she was such a gentle soul that couldn't possible hurt him but that still didn't defeat the fact that she pretended to love him. It must've been a pain having to act like that. And that's what minseok hated the most. Acting. 

His reaction to the break up wasn't planned and automatically his heart dropped to his feet that was practically stomped on, unconsciously, by younha and her gorgeous boyfriend. Yes he was shocked but he didn't cry because he was so shocked nothing came out. 

He believed they were going strong from the blurry moment she shyly confessed to him that one spring day out by the water faucet after finishing their assigned cleaning task. Minseok really loved her from that day on. He never had a hard time falling in love with something/someone but he was slow and hesitant to showing affection, fearing the other would reject his advance. But after he did get comfortable enough he would be bold enough to hold hands and hug and sometimes even sweet little kisses. How and when did it all go wrong? They enjoyed each other right? Or was it because minseok was boring? But in end didn't it just matter that the other loved you and you knew it too?

He didn't bother to question why she broke up with him. It would only result in more wounds. 

When he had seen them together she was so happy, she was blushing and smiling so much more than when she was with him and it hurt. It gave him a little comfort when he walked by that she abruptly had a frightened face seeing that she was "caught". But it hurt. And that's when she told him...

"M-minseok, I-I'm seeing someone else..." 

As he waited at the bus stop, Minseok took a deep breath of the chilly spring weather watching his breath create a long fog puff. He just wanted to go home and sleep to forget whatever had happened, his girlfriend breaking up with him. His esteem was at its lowest but that didn't matter because it was the fact he wasn't just good enough (good looking enough and everything in between) and deep inside he agreed with himself. 

It just always seem to happen that way when he came to "love" someone. He was the one who loved way too much and much more than the other in relationship. It deeply wounded him that  he thought there was no one who would love him more because maybe he doesn't love himself that much either... It was only his parents and his grandmother who loved him more than anyone else could except for the fact that he doesn't have parents anymore so he lives with his grandmother who lives in a big enough place for just the two of them. 

Minseok toed the ground with the tip of his shoe. Why is life so hard? Minseok almost laughed at himself despite his pool of neck deep misery. Minseok could feel the pain bubbling back up his chest. Though he wants to keep it away he can't seem to force it away blinking rapidly, to keep the tears away. Minseok noticed someone had joined him waiting for the bus. He glanced, in the corner of his eye, over at the guy with sunglasses and a mask with a cap and long elegant black trench coat. It was quite a looker and freakin sketchy. Who wore sunglasses in the evening? The sky was greying.  But Minseok kept his place slightly annoyed and unfazed by the slightly taller stature. Waiting for the bus took longer than he wanted to wait for but all of a suddenly a mob of people came pushing them to the curb a bit further from the bus doors. Minseok was pushed onto the side unbalanced and grabbed the thing closest to him which was the freaky man's arm and sunglasses and mask included. In slow motion when both accessories were gripped tightly in minseoks clutch he saw a tan glowing and gorgeous face. It was one of those beautiful people. Minseok stared for a split second at the sculpted emotionless face. Minseok couldn't decide if he wanted to admit that the guy was gorgeous but at the same time he kind of did despise them so he quickly shoved the sunglasses onto his face and snapped the mask in place. And backed away while muttering a small 'thank you'. With his head down, he awkwardly trailed onto the bus bumbinghis head to a stiff back. Was this his first time? He looked pretty stiff. Or was because all he saw was ordinary fangirls all around?

Minseok sighed. He just wanted to get home so he squeezed his way past the man and pulled them toward a seat as the bus took off. 

"I swore I saw him run this way."

"God, he's beautiful! I want to be his girlfriend!" 

"I'd love him with all my heart because he's so gorgeous. We'd have super cute babies." 

"Hooooo god he is so handsome, so beautiful~~" 

Minseok hearing these words that made his insides churn and irritated. Those fangirls would not just shut up about him because - xxx is beautiful - and it just made minseok just that much more aware of himself. He hated that he began to hate beautiful people because he saw his girlfriend with a beautiful man. (He shouldn't but he's just annoyed.)

Good god couldn't they put a damper on their fan girling?! - beautiful, beautiful this, beautiful that - is that all every talk about?! Is that man's look all his wealth?

Most of all, it made minseok so frustrated because he wasn't anything those girls described him to be. Like hell he didn't need to care but he did. (All his rational flew through a window.) Just thinking about it made minseoks tear drop yet those girls went on and on about being handsome and beautiful. 

"Why? Was it because I wasn't handsome enough?"

Everything went to minseoks head. Soon his tears were free flowing faucets. In fact, he was making a scene as he held onto his bus seat, the beautiful stranger, arm, dragging him into minseoks mess. 

"Why are YOU so BEAUTIFUL?"

"Why can't I be BEAUTIFUL?" 

Minseok sobbed at himself and at the stranger who was trying to shake minseok off but he had a pretty tight grip on the stranger. The struggle was definitely causing the stranger to get flustered and tangled trying to escape a leaning minseok while the bus was taking an unexpected sharp turn resulting well... A mask and sunglasses. Minseok looked at where he was, a little lost, lying on top of the beautiful stranger. 

All the fangirls had stopped their obnoxious fan girling and wore faces of surprise. 

"HOLY IT'S!"