"Sehun-ahh. I bring you milk." Luhan happily put the box of milk in front of Sehun.

They were in the classroom. They were currently the second year of high school.

Sehun nodded and smiled.

Luhan always did that every morning and that was the same answer that he got every day.

It was enough for Luhan, a small smile from Sehun.

Sehun was perfect for Luhan.

"Sehun is like a star for me, even though he is too far for me to reach, I'm fine just to watch him from afar." Luhan told Jongin, his best friend who sat beside him.

Luhan sat at the very back of the class while Sehun was sitting in the front row.

Luhan always complained to Chanyeol that he had to sit behind Sehun, but when Chanyeol offered to switch place with Luhan, Mrs. Jeon against it instantly saying that Chanyeol would be just talking at the back. Luhan could only pout sadly.

But it was still okay, he could still watch Sehun from the back, after telling Chanyeol to move aside.

It was lunch time. Luhan brought his lunch box to Sehun's table.

"Sehun-ahh, let's have lunch together."

"Luhan, I--"

Luhan pulled out another lunch box. Sehun knew it.

"My mom packs it for you." Luhan said while beaming.

Sehun sighed.

Being the nice guy he was, he had lunch with Luhan.

"Yah!! Luhan!!" Luhan stared at Chen at the back.

"What?"

Chen scoffed.

"You are really a shameless guy, aren't you? Can't you see that Sehun clearly doesn't want to have lunch with you? You force him every single day!" Chen said.

"Shameless?"

"You've been doing that since elementary school, right? Why don't you get tired? Just watching it even makes me sick!"

"Mind your own business then." Luhan simply said.

"As expected! You're really something, Luhan."

"So what? I love Sehun and if you're not okay with that, just off!"

 Chen laughed.

"I'm just saying that because I pity you, Luhan. You know that Sehun never loves you." Chen smirked.

Sehun looked at Luhan.

He didn't have that feeling for Luhan, but he didn't want Luhan to get hurt because of him.

"Stop it, Chen!" Sehun said calmly without looking back at Chen.

"Ohhh... Mr. President, you really are something too. You know it so well that, that stupid guy over there is totally head over heels for you but you still keep him around even though you don't love him. Is it fun, Mr. President?"

Luhan's eyes widened.

"Yah!!" Luhan scolded.

"Just stating the fact." Chen said annoyingly.

"Don't listen to him, Sehun-ahh." Luhan told Sehun.

Sehun continued to eat his lunch.

Luhan was sending invisible fire daggers towards Chen who replied with a smirk.

"Wooaahhh Luhan-ahh, you learn quickly." Chanyeol told Luhan.

Luhan had requested Chanyeol to teach him to play guitar.

Luhan smiled.

"You're really bold, Luhan-ahh. How long has it been?"

"What?"

"Chasing Sehun?"

Luhan laughed.

"Hmm..." Luhan put the guitar down.

"5 years?"

"That's really long."

Luhan nodded.

"But Luhan-ahh, what makes you like Sehun that much?"

Luhan smiled.

"The first time I saw him, it was the fifth grade of elementary school. I remembered that he was the guy who gave me his umbrella. Not long after that I found out that he was the same age with me but in the other class. I saw him on the street one day, he helped an old woman to cross the street. He was such an angel." Luhan smiled.

"And one day, I saw him played guitar after school. He was really cool. I've been keeping my eyes for him."

"And at the sixth grade, we were in the same class. Turned out that he was the smartest guy in the class. And his face, it was hard to erase from my mind since then."

"Wooaahhh... Long time crush. But is Sehun that popular back in elementary school?"

Luhan nodded.

"He is always the popular one. That's why it's hard to approach him."

Chanyeol scoffed.

"You were shy back then?"

Luhan laughed.

"Shy? I don't think so. I just don't have the courage back then. But I secretly sending him letter though." Luhan said and smiled shyly.

"Love letter?"

"No. Just a letter telling him how wonderful he is."

"I'm sorry to bring this up, Lu. But you do know that Sehun... He kind of doesn't--"

Luhan nodded.

"I know. I just want to love him, can't I? I don't care if he loves me back or not."

"But until when? I mean--"

"I don't know. Maybe after we graduate from high school?"

Chanyeol nodded.

"You'll find someone better in university." Chanyeol said and patted Luhan's back.

"I'm not sure if there is someone who is better than Sehun."

"Aiisshhh.. Mom is really unbelievable."

Luhan was sulking alone at the library table.

It was over school time, everyone had gone home.

He was stuck in the library with some other students.

Luhan's mom was a famous novel writer.

She had registered Luhan to take a writing lesson in a course place.

And Luhan got an assignment to write a poem.

Luhan believed that he had no talent in writing, but his mom thought otherwise.

"How do I even write a poem?"

Luhan ruffled his hair.

"At this rate, I won't have anything done. I should've watched Sehun instead."

Luhan knew that Sehun had basketball practice after school.

Luhan started to write, half way he stopped.

"This doesn't sound so good." Luhan crumbled the paper and threw it.

He wrote a new one.

He smiled in satisfaction when he finished.

"Better than nothing." Luhan mumbled and packed his things.

He walked out from the library and headed to the gym.

There was nobody there.

"Sehun must finish it already." Luhan pouted sadly.

Then Luhan walked to his course place.

Sehun just finished to take a bath after the basketball practice.

He remembered that he had to borrow a book from the library.

Sehun walked to the library, passing the empty hallway.

Fortunately, it wasn't close yet.

Sehun then went to get his book.

He looked at his watch.

He still had some time.

He decided to read for a while.

He walked to one of the tables and started to read.

When he looked up, he saw a crumbled paper on the table.

He thought it was rubbish and took it to throw it to the rubbish bin.

But when he looked at it.

He saw writing in it.

He opened the paper.

(Please imagine that this is a really awesome poem. It's the lyrics of Miracles in December by Silv3rT3ar.)

I am searching for the one I can’t see anymore
I am listening for the one I can’t hear anymore
I can see the things I couldn’t see
Can hear the things I couldn’t hear
You’ve give me this power ever since you left me right here

Before, I was selfish and I didn’t care about you
I didn’t understand your heart; I was a fool
Right now, I’m trying to change who I am
And I know you’re not by my side
But it’s because of your love that I’m trying to change

It seems as if everything in my world somehow reminds me of you
Each snowflake in the sky is like a teardrop that came from you
I wish that somehow you would appear
I wish you’d be by my side, right here
Even with this power, I still cannot bring you back to me

Before, I was selfish and I didn’t care about you
I didn’t understand your heart; I was a fool
Right now, I’m trying to change who I am
And I know you’re not by my side
But it’s because of your love that I’m trying to change

If I could freeze time, I’d go back to you
I open this book and see the pictures of us two
On that page, you and I…
back then when there was “you and I”

I’m not strong, but I can change because of you
Because of your love
You changed my everything (My whole life and more)
Everything (My world from before)

Before, I didn’t understand how precious love was
I thought when it ended, everything would be just fine
Right now, I’m trying to change who I am
And I know you’re not by my side
But it’s because of your love that my love will go on

If I could freeze time (Oh, if I could)
I’d go back to you (I’d go back to you)
I open this book (of memories)
It has the pain that we both knew
As my tears fade away…
snow begins to fall just like that day

I’m still searching for the one I can’t see anymore
I’m still listening for the one I can’t hear anymore

Sehun was stunned.

Sehun looked around, trying to find the writer of that beautiful poem.

He folded the paper and put it in his pocket.

After he got his book, Sehun took the bus home.

When he came to his bedroom, he quickly took out the paper.

He read it again and again.

When he turned the paper, he saw some erased characters.

It looked like they were written by pencil and erased.

Sehun tied to look at it carefully.

He found out that it must be Chinese characters.

The poem was written in English.

The two characters were hardly recognizable.

Reading the poem again, Sehun smiled.

"He must be some sweet calm boy." Sehun thought.

Since his high school was an all boys school, he assumed the writer would be a boy.

Sehun rewrote the poem.

He put the original poem into a frame and hang it in front of his desk.

Sehun looked at it.

Then his mind reminded him that he had to study.

He took his bag.

He saw a lollipop in his bag.

"Luhan." He thought.

Luhan had given him the lollipop earlier that day before he went to basketball practice.

Honestly, he felt bad for Luhan.

He had known that Luhan has feeling for him.

It was too obvious, but he tried to ignore it.

He didn't want to think and bother about that kind of stuffs.

He just concerned about his study all this time.

When he looked up, he looked at the poem again.

He started to create an image of the poem writer.

Sehun pictured him to be a shy boy who spent most of the time in the library.

"Who could it be?" Sehun thought.

And Sehun took a mental note that the writer knew Chinese.

He would really like to meet the writer.

Sehun shook his head to clear his thought.

"Luhan, please give this to Sehun." A first year boy gave Luhan a box.

Luhan was known as the leader of Sehun's fans club.

If you loved Sehun, you must know a certain Luhan.

Luhan never allowed anyone to directly give Sehun gifts.

Gifts, love confession, take photos, everything, you had to face Luhan first, that was the rule.

 "What is that?" Luhan asked.

"Cookies." The boy answered.

Luhan nodded.

"Make sure to give it to Sehun. Thank you." That boy said quickly and ran off.

Not long after that, Sehun came to the class.

Luhan's smile was brighter than the flashlight.

"Sehun-ahh, someone gave you this, this, this, and this. And all of this." Luhan gave the gifts and letters to Sehun. Sehun put it in his table.

"And this..." Luhan said while giving Sehun a box of milk.

Luhan's smile never left his face.

Sehun took the milk.

"Thank you, Luhan." Sehun said.

Luhan scratched his nape sheepishly.

When it was lunch time, before Luhan could go to Sehun's table, Sehun walked to Luhan.

"I won't have lunch today, Luhan. I'm not hungry. I have something to do." Sehun said and smiled politely at Luhan.

"Ohh?" Luhan mumbled sadly, but a smile soon appeared again.

"What do you have to do?" Luhan asked.

"I have to go to the library. I--"

"Let's go together. I'll go with you." Luhan said and hook his hands to Sehun's.

"No. I--"

"I insist." Luhan said and pulled Sehun.

They walked pass Chen.

Chen scoffed.

Luhan stuck out his tongue at Chen to mock him.

"What are you doing, Sehun-ahh?" Luhan asked cluelessly.

Sehun walked around, looked like searching for something or rather someone.

"No, I'm just..." Sehun answered nonchalantly while still looking around.

He was trying to find the poem writer.

No one seemed to match his criteria to be the poem writer.

Sehun bit his lips.

"Let's go." He said finally.

"Done already?" Luhan asked cutely.

Sehun nodded and walked out.

"Sehun-ahh, are you free this Saturday?" Luhan asked Sehun who was studying.

Sehun looked at Luhan.

"Let's go to the cinema." Luhan said excitedly.

"Cinema?" Chanyeol asked from behind.

Luhan gave Chanyeol a look. Chanyeol got it immediately and leaned back to his seat.

"Let's go together, Sehun-ahh."

"I have to study for the exam, Luhan. Don't you have to too?"

"We can study after the movie." Luhan reasoned with a large grin.

"I don't think I can, Lu. I--"

Luhan's smile dropped but some seconds later, he smiled again even though not as bright as the usual.

"No problem. We can go next time." Luhan said.

Sehun nodded and went back to his book.

Luhan somehow knew Sehun wouldn't go with him, let