Marcus Lopez Arguello. Somehow sweet, attractive, tall, sarcastic, smoker and your enemy & rival.

You are the daughter of Master Lin, the headmaster of an elite private academy where the best crime families in the world send their next generations. In your father's eyes you are perfect, intelligent, strong, with the appearance of an innocent young woman.

You and Marcus are in the same class, annoy each other, fight each other, try to murder each other and insult each other. Your sister Nahia calls it a love-hate relationship, you call it murderous hate.

Before, Marcus' view: Like every day, I'm lying in my bed smoking a cigarette, my notebook is on me, I had drawn that stupid cow again and man I hate her- really I hate her so much... So much that it's almost driving me crazy not to be near her. "You're head over heels in love with her, man." I suddenly hear Willie, who also has a cigarette in his mouth. "Shut up. I hate her." I say as smoke comes out of my mouth. "Stop lying to me, you idiot, everyone notices, you insult each other and would rather kiss each other." he adds and laughs slightly. "Oh, shut up... I hate her, Willie." I say again and throw my pillow at him. "Of course you do, what did you say yesterday? If she wants a savior, I could be the one to save her. If she wants a lover, I could be the one to love her-" he starts but I interrupt him. "Yeahh, I know what I said. She gets her way because she's beautiful. Crazy delusional. Dances at a funeral... I still hate her and I still want to kill her." I say and sigh slightly, while Willie has to laugh.

You are sitting with Nahia at a fountain, you are talking when Marcus sits down with a few friends, your sister gets along with everyone.

"Long time no see, were you afraid of me?" he asks with a grin as he lights a cigarette.