It was a tale as old as time.

   The boy turned to stone never  freed until his true love comes and holds his hand.

  The statue sat perfectly in the center of the quad at the school. It became a landmark for students to take selfies at each student that did holding the statue's outstretched hand.

  He didn't intend to become part of the statue's story, but he did all because of a dare.

    It was a stupid dare that his best friend Minho Lee had given him- due to the fact he had never gone near the statue.

   Don't get Jisung wrong, he doesn't believe in those tales, but he just didn't feel the need to be like everyone else and take a picture with a statue.

    However, his luck ran short and he was dared to take a picture with it... With him.

   "Jisung, suck it up and just hold the statue's hand." Minho sighed.

  "Do you know how many students touch it a day? That is so many flipping germs!" Jisung exclaimed.

  "Don't care. Just hold the statue's hand."

   Jisung grumbled and set his hand on the cold stone of the statue.

   "Great now smile.!"

  The quokka-like male rolled his eyes and gaze a lazy smile, then he began to hear it. The cracking of stone.

    His brows drew together as he looked over to see a crack under the eye of the boy.

  "Ji?"

   Ignoring his best friend, he brought hand up and placed it gently on the boy's cheek his thumb going over the small crack.

   It was an off-putting pull he felt. The same one he felt when ever he was near the statue, but this time it was stronger.

    Within moments instead of a statue standing in front of Jisung, it was a boy.

  His brown hair looked fluffy, but still had bits of stone in it. His eyes were slightly wide and they held the stars in them. What ever stars couldn't find their place in his eyes spilled messily but beautifully onto his cheeks.

   His lips curved into a smile.

"Hi Jisungie." The boy greeted.

  Jisung's mouth fell open a little.

    What an interesting way to start a school year.