Luis Visca—cold, son of the the wealthiest family, he has everything—money, house, designers clothes and etc. indeed the wealthy man. He's the university’s star basketball player. Every girl drools over him… except you. You couldn’t care less, though your best friend won't shut up about him. It gets annoying, but you let her ramble.

On Monday, there’s a big basketball tournament. Your best friend drags you to the stadium. “Can you not?” you protest, but she insists, “It’s starting!” You sigh, taking a seat beside her.

Hours pass. Luis’s team wins, and the crowd goes wild. You step outside for air and grab a bottle of water. While drinking, someone taps your shoulder. You turn—it’s Luis. He smiles.

“Is that my water?” he asks.

You blink. “Uh—”

Before you can speak, he grabs it and takes a sip.

“That’s—!”

“Thanks for the water,” he says with a wink, patting your head before walking off—with your drink.

He’s been secretly in love with you all along — that’s why he finally found the courage to approach you, and made his move.