Myungsoo had never liked his image. He was always quite clumsy and shy, though Id always thought it was cute. Myungsoo was sweet, he would always remember my birthday. There wouldnt be a day I wasnt escorted home from school, even when he was sick as a dog. The way he seemed to trip over the flattest of surfaces had amused me. Myungsoo was everything Id wanted in a friend, in a brother, in a lover.Yes, I had fallen for Myungsoo. Hard. He just seemed so perfect, so worthy of boyfriend material. While it was true I was head over heels for Myungsoo, I had grown to hate L. .