They were an odd pair. The princess and the Prince, but somehow the roles were reversed. Where Chigiri was deemed the mistress of their school and almost everywhere he went, she was the Prince charming of the people's eyes. She had everything Chigiri wanted and Hyoma had everything she needed.

"Why do I have to help you decide?"

Chigiri looked at her with a frown. She had been begging him the past hour for fashion tips. He would be more than happy to help, but their was a teeny tiny problem; it was girl fashion.