Kim Jongin's the name. I'm not quite your average muchacho. I can be quiet and reserved in one moment, but then, like flipping a light switch, turn into the obnoxious kid from your high school Chemistry class that you wanted to punch in the mouth. Most of my life revolves around eleven other goofballs, more formally known as EXO. I love every single one of them with every part of me, and if anybody ever tries to hurt them, I will not hesitate to pull up my defenses. Anger doesn't come to me easily; I'm a pretty easygoing and laid back guy, but once I'm set off, you better run because the sight won't be pretty when my top pops off. —No, I don't mean my shirt, unless you like that sort of thing. I'm a bit of a flirt, too. That's just something you'll have to deal with. Don't like it? Then don't talk to me. It's that simple.