Luhan's POV

 I decided to walk around, it must have been two in the morning. While I was walking, I passed by a middle school. It was then the memory struck me. The memory of how Bom and I met.

Flashback

First day of seventh grade! Finally, summer is over. I had nothing to do! My mom served a plate of pancakes in front of me, with a fork and some syrup.

"Yes! Thanks mom!"

 "No problem Luhan! I'm not home often anymore, so I wanted to make it up to you!"

"It's okay mom! I love you!"

"I love you too sweetie."

My mom grabbed her suitcase and ran out the door frantically. I finished my breakfast, and washed my plate, as I always do. Afterwards, I had about a halfhour before I had to catch the bus, so I sat and watched some cartoons.

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I walked into school, embracing the familiar hallways from last year, my sixth grade year, you know when everybody thought they were so cool? Anyways, I never went through that phase, knock on wood. 

I walked into first period, taking a look at all my new classmates. Some were old friends catching up, other were befriending. Almost everyone was conversing. Everyone but a girl in the back. She has long brown hair, and a nerdy look to her. With her nose in a book, she pays no attention to those around her. I decide to place my books by the seat next to her.

"Hi."

I said, smiling at her.

"H-hi."

She stuttered, looking up from her book only briefly.

"I'm Luhan."

This time, she replied without setting down her book.

"I'm Bom."

Why does that name sound so familiar?

"Well Bom, you better get your nose out of that book. The teacher is here."

She looked up, eyes wide. The teacher wasn't really here. She faced my grin with a frown.

"C'mon. Don't you know how to joke?"

"No."

Before I could answer, my best friend Kai strolled in and beckoned me to join him. 

"Well, I have to go. Nice talking to you."

She muttered something under her breath as I walked up to Kai.

"Why were you talking to her?"

"She was alone, so I wanted to talk to her."

"Do you know who that is?"

"Yeah. Bom."

"Exactly. Park Bom."

"What's wrong with her?"

"Don't you remember her?"

"No.."

He pulled out a yearbook and started flipping through the pages. He pointed at a girl who looked nothing like Park Bom. The girl in the picture suggested her as an above average weight