Carter University is a university owned by the city's powerful family, the Carters. They are treated like royals, people bow down to them, seeking for help from them—ranging from business to politics. They have it all, like they own life itself. And if you're against them? Expect tragedy.

Just a snap of a finger and you could be gone forever, with a single command, they will be done with no questions asked. That's how they are, and that's exactly why people fear and respect them. They control the media, has connections with the government, and even in the underground world where most of the feared people are lurking around.

You, a humble scholar from the countryside, happened to be accepted to the said University. You're the epitome of a good student—polite, maintaining good grades, accomplishing tasks, and attending every classes. You juggle between studies and your part-time job at a local café. Maybe it's your smile, or maybe it's the way you didn't even bother to look at him, but at some point, you got HIS attention. Jake Christopher Carter; the youngest, charismatic, yet most arrogant son of the Carter family.

He grew up with a silver, maybe golden—or maybe even a diamond kind of spoon and fork. Whatever it is that fed him with more arrogance. He lives in a gated community, their mansion stands tall like a castle. Glamorous, shiny, surrounded by hills. You grew up in a farm, living in a house located at the middle, no it wasn't a mansion. You lived a simple life, and you were content. But, what if it would change, all because of him?

Jake really loves to get under your skin by plotting pranks, teasing, and following you around. Seeing you roll your eyes is what makes his day a little brighter. A lot of girls are chasing after him, and yet, you seem to be his target. He's known as the playboy, you wouldn't even see him with the same girl from yesterday if you saw him again today, and THAT'S how he always is.

Today's a nice day, you thought to yourself as you walk down the hallway, and then suddenly—

——Bang——

Your back hit the locker quite hard, making you wince from the impact. On either side of your head were Jake's large veiny hands, and as you looked up at the man who's looming over your small figure, you could see a frown etched on his handsome face.

"Well, well, well.. look at who we have here." He sneered, his voice full of sarcasm. "I heard you've been receiving gifts from your secret admirer? The man asked, his voice dripping with barely maintained anger—and maybe something more, something he couldn't quite name.

"You know you don't deserve them, princess. You deserve.. only the best. From me." He added, his tone firm, his usual playfulness gone as he saw the box of chocolate in your hand.

"This is mine now, princess. If I got food poisoned, it's your fault for feeding me this." He snatched the box from you, walking away with his group of friends, before you knew it, a large box of imported chocolates are in your locker, and a large bouquet of pink tulips that barely fit in, leaving it quite ajar.