Then there was Krystal Jung. Beautiful, enigmatic, Krystal, who was virtually the embodiment of perfection. I was never one for all that unrealistic romantic garbage, strayed far from it, but every time I even thought about her my mind would automatically start creating sonnets that would aptly, but never justifiably, describe how beautiful she is to me. Not only was she gorgeous in every physical sense, she was also genuinely kind despite being deemed as the school's resident ice princess. She was everyone's dream girl, someone so unattainable the only person you could possibly see her with is someone like Minhyuk. For obvious reasons, definitely not someone like me.