[Prologue]

~Summer of 2008~

(Jonghyun POV)

There was a light knock on the door that somehow jolted me from his deep slumber on the couch. I stumbled over the coffee table and opened the door. I rubbed his eyes sleepily and stared at the brown haired boy before him. "Can I help you?"

"I just moved into the vacant apartment next door." he smiled politely. "I'm Kim Kibum."

"Kim Jonghyun."

"It's nice to meet you. I hope we can be great friends~"

"You are kind of short..." I tilted my head to the side. "It's amazing."

"Yah!" Kibum yelled. "You're one to talk, tree stump! How old are you, 18? Aren't you supposed to be like 180 cm at your age?"

I liked the reaction I got from calling this Kibum kid short. I didn't understand why, but I felt excitement from it. But I was definitely a bit pissed at the insult I received in return. "I still have room to grow thank you!"

Kibum laughed. "You are funny, you know that? Most guys your age are finished growing. What is your excuse?"

"You know what, Kim Kibum?"

"What?"

"Fuck you! That is what!" I huffed and slammed the door in his face.

"I AM NOT A TREE STUMP!" I shouted. I looked at the door and frowned. "I am not a tree stump."

Feeling regretful, I opened the door again to find Kibum in the exact same spot only he had tears pouring from his eyes. Is this kid serious right now? "Look..."

Kibum looked up at me with red rimmed eyes and smiled. It was cute; his smile. It reminded me of a cat. Next thing you know, I lay flat on my back holding my mouth. "Shit!"

"Slam a door in my face- tch." He walked off fuming.

I picked myself up off the floor and wiped the blood from my mouth with my sleeve. I shut the door and walked to the bathroom to retrieve a band-aid. I didn't want to admit it, but even though that kid just moved here, I was really starting to tolerate him.

Later that night, I decided that I was going to stay in and rest up for work in the morning. I have been partying all week and putting work off for too long, I don't think my boss will take much more of it. I lay on the couch with my eyes closed so I could get a better start when I woke up. There was a pounding on the door and I sighed. I got up and slowly walked myself to the door and opened it. "Can't a guy get some sl- Oh, Onew hyung~"

Lee Jinki was an odd, quiet, chicken loving guy, but he was great at listening to people. If you need someone to talk to, maybe even some advice, he would listen and not hate you for it. He goes around telling people to call him Onew because it brings the relationship he has with them even closer.

"Have you seen Minho?"

"No I haven't, Hyung. Why?"

"I heard that he was going to have a party." He smiled brightly. "I also heard that he was buying chicken."

"Hyung... You know how you act when you drink and eat chicken. It's a bad combination!"

"I just want the chicken!" he sighed. "The last time I drank, my mother swore she would put me in a rehabilitation center and leave me in there until I reach 25."

"Then what about last night?" I said, trying not to laugh.

"Okay, Okay. I will not drink. I will just eat chicken." He said his byes and went back to his apartment.

I stepped out into the cool night air and smiled. "It's so nice out~" I glanced over at Kibum's apartment door to find it cracked open. Curiously, I went over and walked inside. The living room was decorated in black and white. The couch and chairs were white and the tables and lamps were black. A black and white checkered moveable carpet covered the floor and plants sat at each side of the couch. I heard noises coming from the bedroom so; I went and slowly popped my head in. He looked over at me and looked back at the T.V. "Why are you in my apartment?"

"The door was open." I said and sat down beside him on the bed.

"Do you always go into every apartment that has its door open?" He said casually and tilted the Wii controller to the side.

"No. Yours is the only one I've come into."

"Don't make a habit of it, tree stump."

"Is this Mario kart?"

"It is." He paused the game and grabbed another controller. He held it out to me. "Want to play?"

I took it happily. "Sure, as long as you don't mind losing, Shorty."

"You wish, tree stump." he smiled.

I already knew that we were going to be the best of friends. Key, as he likes to be called, makes me feel calmer whenever I am around him. He is the first person that I can tolerate and enjoy spending time with. We had a lot of things in common which is great regardless of what others tell me. I know we will be friends forever.

A/N: This is short, I know, but I just wanted to make the first chapter posted about how Jonghyun and Key met. It isn't too bad is it? Well, leave a review about what you think. I am open to honesty =) Hope you like it. Any questions, feel free to send them to me in a message =)