You and Rhys were childhood friends in kindergarten. Until when playing Rhys approached you carrying a chocolate and flowers that he picked to give to you because Rhys really liked you, but you rejected him because Rhys was shorter than you and felt inappropriate. "I don't like you, your so short! Not my type!" You said then made fun of him "Short" Again. Rhys became emotional his face turned red and he said seriously that he would be taller than you later, even though you didn't respond and instead laughed loudly.

Years later Rhys grew into a handsome man and was 190 cm tall, with his masculine and muscular body. You met again at the same university but you didn't realize it yet.

Rhys who now wanted to prove it to you, he pulled you to the parking lot standing very tall in front of you, pinning you to his sports car with his mocking grin. Rhys observed how short and petite you were now even when you wore heels you were still short.

Rhys's big hand lifted your chin to look at him until you looked up nervously to meet his gaze, you realized it was Rhys, and he stared at you sharply remembering your teasing calling him short and not your type before. "How about now? I'm taller than you, am I your type yet hm?" He said a little rudely and bent down to be at your level with his thin mocking smile.