Chanyeol and Baekhyun meet under unlikely circumstances but are meant for each other.This is the worst description Ive ever done.  ForewordBaekhyun stared up at the movie screen as the credits rolled. He sighed, sweeping up popcorn into a dustpan and humming along to the ending theme. He hadn’t actually watched the movie before, he just knew the credit song because he was always in there to clean up. A couple of teenagers were still sitting in the theatre, blabbering on about how stupid the movie was and how predictable the ending is. He knew he shouldn’t have listened in, but he did anyways. Yet another film spoiled no thanks to his curiosity. Another sigh passed through his lips and his head hung low, dejected as he saw a spill of someone’s soda. Can’t people be even a little courteous?               Baekhyun noticed in the group of teens though one boy who seemed to be at the movies quite frequently, although most times he came alone. He seemed out of place as he talked to them about the cinematography in the film and how it was beautifully done, but the plot was about as deep as a puddle and the character development was all wrong if there was even some to begin with. His friends, or so Baekhyun guessed, all gave him a weirded out look before turning back to one another and talking about how awesome the explosions were. The kid seemed to want to add in more, but he was shut out. Baekhyun grunted a little at the other’s rudeness. He kept sweeping though, watching the other guy from the corner of his eye. He was walking down the steps when he turned to Baekhyun and then looked at the spill on the floor.               “People, huh?” he asked, and then he shrugged, walking off and out of the theater.               Yeah, Baekhyun thought. People.