Like most other people that weren't in the House of Slytherin, you despised everyone in it. Including Kim Doyoung.

He seemed to be like any other Slytherin, to be honest. Cunning, some sense of leadership, and knowing resourcefulness. But, he was still pretty pesky.

You were current on your way back to the dorms correlating with your House, tears welling up in your eyes from frustration. Getting called up to the Headmaster's office really sucked.

"Seriously, what did the Headmaster do to make you cry?" Someone spoke up, remarking. You knew it was Doyoung.