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Aila's True Love

"Who's that girl? The one walking fast with her head down, " Yhuan asked his friend. "She is a transfer student bro, She really is pretty, but she seems quite rude" Resting bitch face... That's how people usually describe faces like mine, the type of face which gives people an impression like you've done something bad or is thinking of something offensive when you're not... unless you smile. My name is Aila Rodriguez; high school transfer student, hmm... This is the 5th school I've transferred to since I was in 3rd grade. I had to move around because of my parents' secret; for the security of my family. I'm so used to moving around that now I gave up on making friends. What is it for, when we will be parting ways sooner or later. I hate relationships... But how do I survive without it? People say that in your lifetime you will be able to categorize the relationships that you will experience; Puppy love First love Flings The one that got away True love Great love Many men consider Aila as the "ideal type" while most women acknowledge her as an "it girl", but what does it take to capture her heart? Her fragile heart, that is tightly guarded by her strong personality... Who will succeed in melting her ice-cold heart? Living a double life, she's doing her best to live normally, but how will she able to hide this to the one she loves? How long will she be able to conceal her real identity from the people who took the courage to get close to her?

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#ROMANCE
#R18
#COMEDY
#MYSTERY
#PRINCESS

You Owe Me

"Shallow? Me?"

Aila was called a lot of names in the past, but being shallow is not one of them, she is respectful of all people from all walks of life. She does not treat people on the basis of their physical appearance and wealth. Moreover, she does not make use of her physical appearance to gain favors or anything of that sort because she is capable on her own capabilities.

Tears filled her eyes; she quickly stood up and went towards the staircase, and ran towards the rooftop. Marcus did not expect Aila to be that hurt by his words, he realized he went overboard and he ran after Aila, he is determined to apologize.

He saw her near the edge; she was constantly wiping her tears. Her wavy hair was blown by the cold breeze. She was wearing a white lace blouse and over it was a dark denim yoke skirt, it was not enough to make her warm against the chilly breeze, but it does not seem to bother her at this moment.