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1. Sehun met Junmyeon
Sehun remembered perfectly the first time he saw Junmyeon.
How could he forget the boy with dark and shiny hair who did nothing but adore his reflection in a glass? Evidently Junmyeon didn't notice him, at least not right away, it had taken Sehun two fake coughs for who was then the tallest, to turn around.
"H-hyung," he stammered feeling his throat dry, "hello."
The oldest walked with a serious face until he positioned himself in front of Sehun, not before carefully admiring his horrendous school uniform. And, for the first time, Sehun was aware of himself; of the sweat on his body from running like crazy to get there on time, of how messy his hair must look because he had mistakenly decided not to comb it that morning, of his uneven teeth, but, above all, of his beauty.
Can I really compete with someone so pretty?
"Hyung?"Junmyeon's arrogant posture must have definitely prepared him for what was coming. "Do you think that is the correct way you should greet your elders?"
Sehun froze.
"Say it again."
The youngest lowered his top, forming an L with his body, and greeted again in a more tense tone without stuttering. "Afternoon, sunbae."
Junmyeon could have laughed right then, however, he knew that the boy was upset, he could tell by the clenched fists on both sides of his body. Now, if he was honest it wasn't like those skinny arms were any match for him and his five foot seven frame.