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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

Aila whispered with her hoarse voice, in response to Marcus's words.

Those words were like the magic words for Marcus; he lifted Aila towards the center of the bed and placed her on her back.

He continued to kiss her as he was trying to reach for those tiny boxes that he brought earlier. He stopped a bit and Aila saw him put one on him.

She was startled, Aila saw Marcus, and she felt a mixture of emotions, thinking if it was possible to fit all of Marcus in her.

Marcus sensed her hesitation; he kissed her again and whispered in her ears.

"Are you sure you want this too, babe? Are you ready for this?"

Aila was so engulfed in her feeling that she knows she would regret it if they stop now. She whispered back to Marcus who was still busy kissing and touching every inch of her body as if he was trying to memorize it.

I Want You