The commoner girl plotted to kill the princess, steal the prince, and live happily ever after.

Olette wasn't stupid. Whenever Sora mentioned Kairi, she saw the way his eyes lit up. When Kairi talked about Sora, her voice went soft and tender. They were destined to fall in love, get married, and live happily ever after. It was irrefutable, inevitable, irrevocable.

And Olette thought it was wrong, wrong, wrong.

The stable boy watched the commoner girl, and wished to be a prince.

Hayner wasn't stupid. He saw how Olette looked at Sora, how her eyes lingered, how her fingers brushed against his, halting for just a second too long. Sora was something amazing and new, a symbol of the world beyond. It was completely natural that she would fall for him; that she would long for something new and exciting and foreign. It was irrefutable, inevitable, irrevocable.

And Hayner thought it was wrong, wrong, wrong.

The prince's little brother wished he was allowed out of his tower, to see the ones he loved.

Roxas wasn't stupid. He saw how Hayner looked at Olette, how Olette looked at Sora, how Sora looked at Kairi. He could see what would happen. Sora's countless, unintentional rejections would eventually cause Olette to drop the torch she carried for him, and the Hayner would be there to support, to soothe, to love. Olette would forget about Sora (Roxas) and go on with her life. It was irrefutable, inevitable, irrevocable.

And Roxas thought it was wrong, wrong, wrong.

The prince only wanted what was best for his brother.

Sora wasn't stupid. He could see the way Olette looked at him, feel the way she touched him. He felt Roxas' longing, his need to be with the girl he loved, and his anger at being trapped inside Sora. And because Sora always helped those he cared about, he decided to give both of them what they wanted. It was irrefutable, inevitable, irrevocable.

And Sora thought it was wrong, wrong, wrong.

The princess left the prince for the knight in shining armour.

Kairi wasn't stupid. It wasn't a shock when Sora told her how he was helping Roxas and Olette – they were Sora's friends, and Sora was wiling to sacrifice anything for friends. She had agreed, and then, her fate was sealed. Sora would try to love Olette, giving Roxas and Olette what they wanted, and Kairi would try to love Riku, giving Riku what he wanted, and both would try to forget what they thought was destiny. It was irrefutable, inevitable, irrevocable.

And Kairi thought it was wrong, wrong, wrong.

The knight in shining armour rode away with the princess under the prince's nose.

Riku wasn't stupid. He knew how the situation would turn out the minute Olette smiled at Sora, and Sora's eyes changed colour. It was for a split second, but Riku saw Roxas' eyes in Sora's face, and knew. And when Kairi was left alone, what was he to do but pick her up and comfort her? He had loved her since childhood, and now he had her. It was irrefutable, inevitable, irrevocable.

And Riku thought it was wrong, wrong, wrong.

The commoner girl married the prince. The stable boy lay forgotten and alone. The prince's little brother was with the one he loved. The prince sacrificed everything. The princess settled for second best. The knight in shining armour stole the broken princess.

And it was wrong, wrong, wrong.