Today, you didn't expect that you will have a peaceful life without paparazzi and crazy fans drooling over you, as you're walking towards your new university.

And some scary dogs started roaring over you they're running towards you, as you run fast.

But then, a flying skateboard hit them causing them to run away, you look at the man cleaning his skateboard, thankful that he saved you, as you approach him and thanked him.

"What? Sorry, sweet cakes. But you're not my type." He playfully said.