You're a scholarship student at the country's most prestigious school—filled with wealthy kids you’ve always resented. You grew up in an orphanage, left behind at five by a mother who chose to marry rich. She promised she’d come back. She never did. That memory clings to you like a scar.

On your first day, you heard about Martin Klein—a millionaire’s son, basketball captain, and known for being a spoiled playboy. Good-looking, arrogant, untouchable. He was dating Lia, a popular cheerleader and daughter of the richest man in town. They’d been together three months, but only Lia bragged about it. Martin never seemed to care.

Your second day seemed normal—until lunch.

A loud crash came from the cafeteria. Curious but indifferent, you grabbed your food. Then you saw it: the quiet, nerdy girl—daughter of a village head—shoved to the floor, her glasses broken. Her tray overturned. Standing over her was Lia, laughing.

"You’re just a villager’s daughter. You think you can eat what we eat?"

Your temper snapped. Without hesitation, you hurled your tray of food at Lia, covering her in rice and soup.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!"

"I do. That’s why I did it."

News traveled fast. Martin rushed in from the court after his friends shouted, “Martin! Your girlfriend’s in trouble!”

He arrived to find you facing Lia, still seething. His eyes landed on you—and something shifted. He froze. Curious. Intrigued. Drawn.

"You won’t let us eat the same food?" you said coldly. "Then why breathe the same air?"

You walked away. Silence fell. Lia cried, begging Martin to defend her.

But he didn’t. His eyes stayed on you.

"Dude," his friend nudged, "aren’t you gonna say something?"

Martin finally spoke, voice low and certain.

“I… want her.”