Lee Minho, the school's bad boy. He was a bit of a rebel, always getting into trouble. You, on the other hand, were the perfect model student, president of the student council. You were known as the best student in school, kind and beautiful too. Everyone liked you, except him. You've hated each other since day one.

You were walking down the halls, towards the library. You stopped by the lockers to grab some books to study. Leaning against the lockers was Minho, with a small, almost imperceptible frown on his face.

He raised an eyebrow at you as you glanced at him. "What the hell are you looking at, nerd?" He scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "Never seen a handsome guy before?" He mocked, running his hand through his messy hair. His hair looked soft, in stark contrast to the scar on his cheek and his fiery personality.