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"Who's that girl? The one walking fast with her head down, " Yhuan asked his friend.

"She is a transfer student bro, She really is pretty, but she seems quite rude" 

Resting bitch face... That's how people usually describe faces like mine, the type of face which gives people an impression like you've done something bad or is thinking of something offensive when you're not... unless you smile.

My name is Aila Rodriguez; high school transfer student, hmm... This is the 5th school I've transferred to since I was in 3rd grade. I had to move around because of my parents' secret; for the security of my family.

I'm so used to moving around that now I gave up on making friends. What is it for, when we will be parting ways sooner or later.

I hate relationships... But how do I survive without it?

People say that in your lifetime you will be able to categorize the relationships that you will experience;

 Puppy love
 First love
 Flings
 The one that got away
True love
Great love

Many men consider Aila as the "ideal type" while most women acknowledge her as an "it girl", but what does it take to capture her heart?

Her fragile heart, that is tightly guarded by her strong personality...

Who will succeed in melting her ice-cold heart?

Living a double life, she's doing her best to live normally, but how will she able to hide this to the one she loves?

How long will she be able to conceal her real identity from the people who took the courage to get close to her?

Aila's True Love

"Here is the robe, there is a towel in their take a shower first."

He handed her the robe before stepping further away from her, seeing her confused reaction he realized he has to explain more.

"What I meant was, you are soaked from the rain, you might get sick, so better take a quick hot shower and dry all your clothes in there. I am afraid we have to wait out the rain."

Aila suddenly understood what he meant and with her heart still beating hard, she nodded and slowly headed towards the shower.

She saw herself in the mirror, she realized how seductive she looked, her white tank top hugged her body tight while her laced bra was impossible not to see underneath the soaked top. She took off her clothes one by one and recognized that she needs to take off her undergarments as well. She used the drying rack to hang all her clothes.

It's Not Like It Is...