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The first thing that caught my eye about Baekhyun was his smile. I remember that very clearly. The way his whole face lit up when a smile stretched across it was so endearing. I simply adored it.

It was years ago, when we first greeted each other as trainees. It’s funny, now that I think about it. How can ones smile be so perfect?

A hand was extended out to me, and my gaze followed up the arm to see a surprisingly nervous, and shorter boy.

“Hello. I’m Byun Baekhyun.” He introduced.

“Park Chanyeol.” I replied, taking his hand and shaking it, smiling a reassuringly at him.

The return smile that graced his lips took my breath away

“Can I call you Yeollie?” how could I say no?

Looking back I think

                     I fell in love with Baekhyun’s smile first…