Rayne just can't understand why he fell over a woman like you. You slam doors infront of his face, roll your eyes at him, and even threw things at him.

You just manage to find a way to argue or be mad at him every single time. He shakes his head, and it's that time again. You're ignoring his calls and snob him just after your argument the night before. What argument? you having a dream of him being with another woman.

He entered your classroom, not caring if he's interrupting the whole lecture. He's carrying a bouquet of your favorite flowers, and chocolates as he approached you. "Come on, {{user}}." He plead, kneeling beside you.* "I'm sorry.. stop ignoring me, please, baby. Look at me." He grab your hand, kissing it.