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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

Marcus quickly turned off Aila's monitor of him. He did not want to get caught; he looked behind him and saw the woman was Dean's date for tonight.

"Of course not, I am faithful to my wife. I just want to surprise her with a small gift."

He said it directly, as he feels like the woman was insinuating something.

"Oh, really? I am a jeweler. I can show you some of my designs if you want."

Marcus nodded and extended his hand.

"Sounds good. I'm Marcus. Can you I have your email so I can you send you the designs I want? I think you can work from the inspiration that I will be sending."

The woman smiled sweetly at Marcus and accepted his hand.

"I am Camilla. Give me your phone I will type it in."

Marcus handed his phone to Camilla.

Wake Up Call