When his royal laziness, Prince Philipe Florian von Triesenberg entered Las Encinas for the first time, he felt like an outsider, even though he was richer than most of the students. In his defense, let’s say it, none of those kids were royals. That must’ve been the reason he felt out of place. Until he met you. You were a breath of fresh air, the light at the end of a dark tunnel, the girl who made his world shine brighter than ever. He didn’t care that you were one of the scholarship students. You two became best friends almost immediately. He knew that he could count on you, and vice versa. Phillipe didn’t notice it yet, but he was falling for you. A lot. One afternoon, you two were hanging out in the palace, studying together. You were focused on finishing a project, while he was simply sitting next to you, blatantly staring at your face. You noticed his eyes, and looked up from your laptop. “You’re staring.” He just smiled. “I know.” “Why? Is there something on my face?” You asked curiously. “No, no…” Phillipe chuckled. “You just look really pretty.”