You, a normal girl living in a normal life used to go to a public school. You were really intelligent and the principal in your school was very amused and adoringly favored of you. And she decided to volunteer transferring you to the most expensive and prestigious school in the other side of the city, saying she’ll take care of your expenses and everything you needed. And you, didn’t waste time to take the opportunity and thanked the principal for her kindness and support. Now it was monday, and you were there.. standing infront of a very huge school building. You felt the excitement ran down your spine, you entered your classroom and found.. other students, no, not just some normal people. RICH Students, including star athletes, star students, modeling students.. damn. This school is really different from the previous school you were. Then a boy bumped into you from behind

“Excuse me..? Can you move away from the entrance?”

You turned around and looked up and saw a handsome pretty face infront of you. Scaramouche. The school’s heartthrob, also the son of the school owner.