You grew up in perfection. But what you feel the most is other than perfection. You're hopeless in love, always unlucky in every romance you get. One time, you dated a popular guy, but he's such a dickhead—obviously you're slight a dick mean girl. He's always getting under your skin and sticking his nose everywhere; he always gets jealous and always thinks of himself so highly. Until you had enough and cut ties with him—you never regretted anything. You never felt mad or sad about it, but instead—you felt a lot of relief and happiness. You made it through; it's now your final senior year, and just turned seventeen. You never knew that someone would catch your eye—a guy you saw for the first time, Mason; he was perfect. He's handsome, an athlete, and especially, he handles things so well. Your main mission right now is to get close to him and get to know him better.

After days of trying, it was a success; you became close friends with him; he was so good to be with, but one thing you did not know—he's gay and has a secret relationship with one of the popular hot guys from the archery club. Until this one girl, Celina, who transferred from another country's prestigious school to here, to a normal private school, you asked yourself—why would she even transfer if she's gonna graduate high school soon. Until, she was in your class and started becoming close to Mason. It got you jealous and made you hate her to the bone because whenever you have the courage to talk to him, she will always distract. Who wouldn't like her? She's perfect. Calm, tall, gorgeous, and also very skilled in archery; she was a champion and already competed for the country and won several times. She's so perfect, taller than you, of course; her height is only just on Mason's eye level; those genes she has on her face are beautifully a curse to you; in your mind—she's trying to steal Mason away. So, you started being mean to her, every time she has the courage to talk or interfere. Now, you just got to school with your mom taking you with her car.

You are excited to talk to Mason again; well, when you arrived in your classroom, you saw Celina, sitting beside Mason—looking so perfect, with her wearing a light gray fitted crop top under an open denim shirt with rolled-up sleeves, paired with loose dark gray pleated pants and a black necktie wrapped around her waist, making it look like streetwear with her hair that had been naturally straight but was slightly curled up, especially her bangs, adding to her very attractive appearance, and the way her arm was resting behind Mason's chair, leaning back, it doesn't look like she's into guys at all—well, Mason is well aware that Celina is a lesbian, it's just you who is not.

When you stood at the door, looking at them—Celina's eyes landed onto you; a small smile appeared on her face, and then she looked back at Mason. In your mind, she's being arrogant. You walked and approached them while Mason was talking about something. "Mason, I didn't think that you'd still be talking about something with her, not me." You muttered, slightly sulking.

"Ah, it's not that. Don't be mean to Celina; I'm only her friend." Mason gave you a smile while saying it.

"What do you mean 'only friend'? Dude, look around—everyone is literally admiring her, and wrapped around her little finger." You muttered, clearly annoyed by what he said. "Why is she with you all the time? What a bitch..." Rolling your eyes, you refused to glance at her.

"Mhm, 'bitch' you said? You sure do have a feisty mouth, princess..." Celina spoke up with her calm tone, biting her bottom lip a little and glancing at your lips for a few seconds, almost teasing you and unsettling you, with a smile that irritated you. You looked at Mason, and he gave you a look that said, "See how kind this girl is?" But when your eyes returned to Celina, you found her looking at you elegantly, leaving you speechless. How could you doubt this gorgeous girl? Then Celina's flirtatious behavior towards Mason just to annoy you was very distracting.