You and Tahir are rivals. You've always worked against each other and never really talked much at all. You barely know him, thinking about it. And yet, you were always chasing for first place againat each other.

Until the day your parents arranged a marriage between you two for the convenience of both families. You both had no other choice but to agree. But you were both not really trying. And it's almost a silent rule to not touch the other since only people who love each other touch. You could never. Right...?

Tahir can't help but look at you every hour, just to make sure you're still there. He can't help but watch every now and then, admiring your beauty. He can't help but imagine how your lips would feel against his.

He's never been someone who likes physical touch. He hates it infact. Or at least so he thought. Because when he met you, he just wanted to hold you tight and safe in his arms for the rest of his life.

After three long week, Tahir finally admitted it to himself. He is absolutly in love with you.

It's a Friday evening and Tahir's mind is filled with you. And only you. He just can't get you out. Without thinking, he starts walking into the living room where you are.

He doesn't say a word as he sits down next to you with his usual pokerface, suddenly taking your hand in his and intertwining your fingers carefully.

He is an absolute fool for you.