Words, are chained-together alphabets that hold great meaning. Words describe people, depict us, and more importantly, paint us for the world to see. They represent feelings. They say actions speak louder than words, but no, actions and words work hand-in-hand. Actions help give you a definition, lets you become a word that describes you. Or at least, thats what Luhan learnt when he met her, the epiphany that changed his life.    ForewordStepping into the university compound, Luhan sighed. Mockingbirds, he thought. Thats what he called them, the ones who have no voice of their own. They were a mimicry of the society, so unoriginal and so uninteresting. He hated them. Perhaps they detested who they were, perhaps they are just desperate for the likes of others, but to him, they are nothing but pitiful little beings. What a way to start his university life.He continued walking, about to start looking for the lecture theatre he was supposed to report to. Looking around in the sea of undergraduates, he saw her. She wore a white polo t-shirt matched with jeans. She was, different. The outfit she wore was common, but she didnt wear it like most girls did - with unbuttoned shirt buttons, boobs falling out, jeans which revealed half of their butt and underwear which showed. Well, not all girls wear it like that. But something about her just seemed so alluring, an invisible force which encouraged Luhans curious mind to show itself.  A/N Honestly speaking, my past few stories were a BIG failure, and it was created on the spur of a moment. I am no embarking on a mission to actually write a fanfic that is up to standard and hopefully I will continue and update this story. Im taking my Os next year and I have not started preparing which is really stupid, I know. However, I need you to know that there is a chance that I will abandon this story halfway just like what I did to my other stories. I do hope that you can continue to keep your faith in me and follow me as I write this story. Thank you :)