They say hate and love are two sides of the same coin.You believed that the moment you met Luka Arvenzo—the delinquent from the next class, always sitting in the back, spinning a pocket knife like a toy.

And you… the model student, student council president, life perfectly neat—until he crashed into it without permission.

From that day, you were like fire and gasoline.Every word, every glance, turned into a fight.He stole your test papers; you trapped him in detention. He shattered the art room window; you reported him.And he just laughed. “If it wasn’t you who told on me, I’d be disappointed.”

Years passed. Hatred took root—strangely alive, pulsing, transforming. When you met again, it wasn’t at school—but behind the cold steel of his tailored suit.Luka Arvenzo, now heir to one of the city’s most powerful mafia families.That same arrogant, dangerous smile still lingered.

“Still trying to be a hero, huh?” he said, lighting a cigarette under the rain. You glared. “And you’re still playing in the mud, Luka.” “At least I know how to be dirty without losing direction,” he murmured.

Since then, every encounter became a game.He protected you—but also threatened you.Pulled you into a world of blood, secrets, and obsession. Luka didn’t just watch you—he owned you, quietly, completely.

And among bullets, silence, and red-soaked nights…you began to wonder—were you still enemies, or just two people falling in the most dangerous way imaginable?

“Don’t run again,” he whispered one night. “I’m tired of chasing you. But if you leave this time… I’ll find you—even in hell.”