It's a very fine morning and Ivy had a good night's rest so everything seems perfect to start her day. She got to school early and greeted the students she knew in campus with a warm hello and a bright smile.

She's humming her favorite song while walking in the corridor on her way to her locker. Her golden brown, waist-length hair bounces with every step she takes.

Everyone who looks in her way was left in awe because she looks like an angel passing by with a dazzling and gentle aura.

But the moment she opened her locker.... Flour bursts from inside and sprayed all over her!

Then a laugh echoed through the hall.

The laugh that used to be music to her ears.

The laugh that she recognizes very well like it's imprinted on every fiber of her being.

Windsor Lee.

Her mortal enemy.

And her greatest love.

"Good morning to you, Ivy my dear. I see that you have a new trend on how to apply powder on your face. It looks great on you. I'm impressed."

He was clapping his hands while slowly walking around and eyeing her from head to toe like he is admiring a piece of art that he just made.

She wipes the flour off her eyelids only to clearly see the evil grin on his face as she opens her eyes.

"Wow. Look at that glare of yours. I'm getting scared. hehehe"

Then he bit his finger nails acting afraid then smirk.

She sighed deeply like as if she's carrying a huge boulder on her shoulders.The impact of his bullying never gets old. It still hurts.

Then after a few moments of trying to wipe the flour off her face, and after hearing Windsor's annoying insults...

Her fist flew on to his nose.

..And before the pain of her punch registers to him, her knee went straight and hard on his groin which made him fell on the ground and almost out of breath.

"Good morning to you too, Windsor sweetie. Have a great day ahead."

Then she walked away leaving him groaning in pain. Pressing both of his hands in between his legs while lying on the cold cemented ground and with a bleeding nose.

'I am done with you breaking my heart. And I'm tired of loving you like a stupid fool! So from now on, I will double back every act of bullying that you will throw my way. Our war has just begun, Windsor Lee. So bring it on**!'

Windsor Lee

Heir to the leading company of banking and finance in the country.

18 years old

5'11" in height

The school's ace on most sports.

The male campus crush but never had an official girlfriend. He just loves to flirt to every girl that throws themselves at him.

Ivy Soo

Heir to a world class hotel and restaurant chain in the country

17 years old

5'5" in height

The campus belle and smartest in school.

Very friendly and kind. That's why most people in or outside the school adores her.

*****

Ivy's classroom..

"Oh my goodness, Ivy! What the hell happened to you?!"

Her friend Leah panicked upon seeing her covered with flour as she entered and sits on her desk.

"It is exactly like what you asked, Leah. I've been from hell 'coz the demon Windsor pranked me again... But I also beat the hell out of him hehe."

She tried to manage a smile so as not to make her bestfriend worry too much.

Leah Jung

They're bestfriends since their freshman year.

18 years old

5'3" in height

"When will ever the two of you get along together? Like seriously, it's been years and you're still at each other's throat! And how dare he pranked you like that. Look at you!"

She tried to fix Ivy's hair carefully.

"He's the one who started this so-called war of ours and you know it."

Her voice defeated, almost like a whisper. And Leah knew better than anybody else on what does Ivy exactly feel towards Windsor..

'Yeah, I really wanted this conflict to end but what choice do I have? He hates me. I can only hold on to his hate for me in order to still have his attention. But of course I can't tell that to Leah or she will roar like an angry dragon.'

"Yeah right. You sit down first and I'll go get a towel to clean you up."

"Thank you, bestie."

She just sadly smiled at her before leaving the classroom.

Her classmates looked at her with a knowing look about what probably happened and of course on who did it. She knew she looked like a total mess with flour all over her. They're mouthing the words: 'Are you OK?' and she just nods at them with a smile.

Leah came back with a wet face towel and their teacher followed shortly. Ivy is wiping her face, neck, and arms while Leah is trying to shake the flour off her uniform and hair.

"Are you alright, Ivy?" The teacher asked worriedly.

"Oh yes, Sir. I had a little accident on my way here. But there's nothing to worry about 'coz I'm not hurt. I just had flour all over me that's all"

"Good to know that you're fine. So be extra careful all the time to avoid such incident OK?"

"I will , Sir. Thank you."

The teacher then called everyone's attention while Ivy and Leah stopped their cleaning after seeing that they were able to wipe most of the flour off and focused in listening.

"Before we tackle our lessons for today, I would like to introduce to you a new student. He will be your new classmate. His name is Patrick Smith."

Then a tall, muscular and very gorgeous guy walked in. He looks like a god that descended from the heavens to grace the female species with his presence.

Patrick Smith

18 years old

6'0" in height

Heir to the international 5 star hotel and casino as well as a microsoft developer company abroad.

'I know it's not really allowed to tranfer schools when it's already almost in the middle of the school year especially when you're in the last year of high school. He must be very influential to pull some strings like that.'

She was lost in her thoughts when Leah suddenly grabbed her arm.

"Bestie, pinch me."

"Huh? Why?"

"To make sure that I'm not hallucinating. I think I'm seeing a god and not a human being. Damn, he looks so yummy! A total eye candy."

When Ivy looked at her,

Leah's gaze is glued to the gorgeous guy infront with her jaw ajar.

"Can I punch you instead?"

"Can't you see what I'm seeing?"

"Yeah. Looks like the stars in our galaxy are scattered into the eyes of you girls. And I swear that I can see some of you drooling. Geez, hold your horses, Leah."

"You can't blame us though. I mean look at him! He is so hot!"

She is talking while her gaze is still locked onto Patrick like he is a cute adorable rabbit while she is a hungry wolf that hadn't eaten for a month.

Ivy is holding back her laughter when Leah choked on her words in trying to describe the way how she sees their new classmate.

"Ivy, don't you dare tell me that you don't find him panty-dropping attractive."

Her focused was still on the new guy who's now saying something about himself.

"Panty-dropping? Seriously? Well, he looks fine to me, I can say that."

Leah eyes went wide as if terrified and shift her gaze towards Ivy.

"Just fine?! Really?! Ivy Soo, you are blind as a bat!"

"Haha. Whatever."

'Though I can't shake off the feeling of familiarity the moment he stepped inside the classroom. I just can't exactly point out what it is.'

The two girls were occupied in arguing at the back that they didn't hear Patrick's introduction and when the teacher told him to sit beside Ivy's desk. They stopped talking when they noticed him put his things down and sit.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh. My. God!" Leah pulled Ivy's arm again to whisper in panic. "He is sitting right next to us! I can't breathe!"

"Do you want to exchange seats with me so that you will sit right next to him?"

She dramatically gasp with even wider eyes while grasping her chest.

"Are you really my bestfriend, Ivy Soo? Do you want me to die?! I will suffocate and burn from his hotness when I sit next to him!"

"Haha. You're so silly, Leah"

Then a husky and gentle voice spoke. It sounded so good to the ears that it will make you see pink and flowers and butterflies.

"Hello"

They were both startled and looked at the guy sitting right next to them. And there he is, looking all gorgeous and attractive just by saying hello. Well of course he is smilling, flashing his perfectly white teeth and a cute dimple on his smooth left cheek. His hair is a shiny light silver almost looking white, that behaves sexily on his head. It makes you have the urge to touch it and you knew that it would surely feel silky and soft in between your fingers. They both snapped out of their naughty thoughts when he spoke again.

"I'm Patrick Smith. I hope I can be friends with you if you don't mind"

They snapped out of their naughty thoughts only to be buried back again with his sexy and husky voice. ...A music to the ears indeed.

Ivy resurfaced first after the feeling of being drowned by his oozing sex appeal.

"Oh hi there! I'm Ivy Soo and this is my friend Leah Jung. Welcome to our school and our class, Patrick. I hope you will like your stay." She smiled at him hoping that her smile won't look weird.

"Yeah. I have been waiting for so long to be here."

There is something wrong with the way he stares at her. And the feeling of familiarity washed over her again.

'Huh? Waiting to be here? Did I hear it right**?'

"Umm.. Is Leah OK? Her nose is bleeding." He pointed.

Ivy turned her head to Leah and saw her looking dumb and lovestruck. She tried all her will power on not to crack a laugh while looking at her bestfriend. "Nah. She's perfectly fine. Nothing to worry about."

"Are you sure? Maybe she needs to go to the infirmary."

"Yup. I'm sure she's ok." As she wipes Leah's nose and pinched her hard to bring her back to her senses.

"By the way, Ivy. As the shool's student president, I would like you to give Patrick a tour around our campus and fill him in about our school's rules and regulations." The teacher called out.

"Yes, Sir." She awkwardly smiled to her female classmates when they looked at her.Their gaze is full of envy after what the teacher told.

"I'm so looking forward to it."

Patrick whispered which made her feel uneasy.

"Excuse me. Did you said something?"

"Nothing." He flashed his deadly-to-the-heart-smile again. "I'll be in your care then, Ms. President."

'His smile... I wonder if I look into Leah's direction right now after seeing 'that smile' of his, would she still be alive?'

*****

And so as told, Ivy gave Patrick a tour around school before going home after class. They are now slowly walking at the track and field grounds. The last place that she is about to show him.

"This is our sports field. We have here the courts for basketball, volleyball, and tennis. There on the the corner is our swimming pool." She points out. "So, are you into any sport perhaps?

"Yes. I played soccer and basketball in my previous school. Umm, do you think I can still get into the basketball team? Would I be too late to join now?"

"Hmm. I heard that the team still needs members. We can ask them about it tommorrow if you like."

"Thank you." He suddenly stops walking and looks hesitant. "I hope you don't mind me saying, but there's powder on your cheek and some on your hair."

"Ah. It's flour and it's a long story." She unconciously brushed her hair with her hands in the hope of getting rid of the remnants of the flour.

"Do you mind if I help you wipe it off?"

She didn't expect that. But she also didn't refused.

"No. Not at all. I can't see where it is so, yeah. I do need some help. I thought that me and Leah were able to wipe it off me completely."

While on the basketball court, Windsor and his friends are just done with their practice and are now resting on the benches facing the area where Ivy and Patrick are standing.

"Hey you guys. Check this out and tell me that I'm not seeing things. The goddess Ivy is being lovey-dovey with a god-looking guy." That's Willem Nang.

Willem Nang

18 years old

5"10' in height

Windsor's bestfriend since they were kids.

His family owns the biggest and most advanced hospital technology in the country.

"No way, dude. She really is being lovey-dovey with a guy!" That's Mori Choi.

Mori Choi

17 years old

5'11" in height

Willem and Windsor's close friend whose family owns a large construction company.

In their perspective view, Patrick is lovingly caressing Ivy's cheek and gently stroking her hair.

Then all of a sudden, Windsor springed up from his seat and charged towards them. Obviously in rage. Willem and Mori looked at each other and rushed to stop Windsor after realizing what is about to happen.

"Hey you! This is the school grounds. How dare you display your flirtatious acts with that stranger! You're the school president and you're supposed to be the role model and example of being a prim and proper student!"

Windsor's rant made the two of them paused in wiping the remnants of the flour and looked at him.

'How dare he accuses me of something I did not do!' "What the hell are you even talking about you devil in disguise?" She faces him showing her own fit of rage. "I'm not doing any improper things here. Besides, you're one to talk! You are the immoral one who flirts with every girl that looks at you. Like as in every girl and in everywhere!"

He suddenly became serious. And stared at her like they are the only ones on the field. It made her feel strange and hot having him stare at her like that.

"That's not true." His expression suddenly went cold and evil. "You always look at me, but I have never flirted with you." He smirked. "Does that bother you by any chance, my dear?" Then he grinned.

'Ouch! That's a sharp strike.' "Yeah. Dream on! It's free to dream anyway." She looked away from him. She had to. She had to avoid seeing his stupid grin. His grin of victory in hurting her again. Only words. Even only his words can bring her waves of emotions. And it's not pleasant ones.

'Damn it! Don't loose your senses Ivy. Don't show him your pain!' She scolded herself.

"Excuse me but I think you are being rude to her." Patrick stepped into their exchange of remarks.

"I don't care about what you think!" Windsor glared at him.

"She wasn't flirting with me. I offered to help her remove the flour from her cheek and hair." He still speaks out, not bothered by his glare.

"You don't owe that jerk an explaination, Patrick." She crossed her arms on her chest.

"Hey. You don't know what this girl here can do. So you should not deffend her! She punched me in the nose and kicked my groin!" He spatted his words out.

"You pranked me with flour and ruined my supposed to be a perfect day!"

"But what if you made a permanent damage to me and I won't be able to have kids in the future?!"

"That would be a great news then. A devil like you who won't be able to reproduce would make this world a better place!" She then grabbed Patrick's arm and pulled him away. "Let's go, Patrick."

Windsor was frozen in place. Not because of what Ivy said. But because she grabbed a male stranger's arm right infront of him!

"What the.. She is holding his arm!" He looked at Willem and Mori for confirmation in case he was just seeing things.

"Yeah. We can see that, Windsor." Mori said who was standing at his back and just amusely watched as he and Ivy were like shooting daggers at each other.

"She is so dead." He looked at Ivy again who is still pulling Patrick away by the arm. And Patrick doesn't resist, he lools like he is even enjoying it.

"Are you jealous?" Willem teased.

"The hell I am." The nerves on his fists lookes like it's about to pop. "I will make her regret her actions today." He looks at them getting further away with so much anger.

"No other guy is allowed to touch her. Let alone get close to her...

She's mine."

Fighting with Windsor really drains the life out of me. God knows how much I tried to avoid the conflict between us, but he just won't stop!

And speaking of conflict, I don't even know what he's trying to prove with his bullying.

Maybe because he really doesn't want us to marry each other.

And maybe it's his way of telling me to be the one to call off the engagement since he respects his parents so much that's why he can't reason out with them about us.

But I am as filial as he is so how can I say something against the will of my parents?

I'm as helpless as him!

"Ivy."

"Ivy?"

"Are you alright, baby?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, mom. I was just thinking of some things."

I was so lost in my thoughts about Windsor that I forgot I'm having dinner with my parents.

"So how was your day at school?"

That's my mom's question everyday. Other daughters may find their parents annoying for asking the same question over and over again but for me, I find it sweet. Because it just means that they care and love me.

"How's Windsor? I haven't heard any problems from both of you lately. So I think you two are getting along very well now."

She sweetly smiled at me so I was also obliged to smile back. I just hope that my smile doesn't look weird 'coz hearing his name caught me off guard.

"We parents agreed that we will officially announce your engagement next year when you turn 18." Mom continued while elegantly slicing the rich steak on her plate.

Right. I am engaged to Windsor Lee for seven years already... Before I even met him. It was decided by our parents to strengthen and broaden our businesses.

They were close friends since their high school years.

They treat each other as family and want to make it official by marrying us their kids to each other.

But by how Windsor treated me for the last 5 years, I sometimes wished that I was born a boy so that our so-called marriage won't ever happen.

"It's up to you to decide mom." Though I gravely wanted to utter my opposing comments, I held back. I don't want to dissapoint them in any way possible.

"Oh, I can already imagine my chubby and adorable grand kids running around the house."

My mom suddenly blurted out which made me choked on my food. And seeing her all dreamy face gives me shivers.

"Mom! Are we really gonna talk about me having kids now?"

"You can't blame your mom, baby. You're our only child and you are a grown up already. We missed the noise, joy and stress of having babies around."

My dad finally joined the conversation but his comments are more embarassing and his face mirrors my mom's dreamy expression.

"You're talking about me giving you grandchildren but you won't stop calling me baby." I whined.

I can already feel my face burning hot from embarassment. And they just laughed at me.

We continued eating our dinner along with a happy conversation.

I love my family so much.

And I could even endure to live in hell for them if I have to.

*****

I'm just done with my shower and grabbed my hair brush on my vanity table when I noticed my doll sitting at the edge beside the mirror.

Vicky.

That's her name.

Seeing her never ceases to make me smile. It makes me feel soft and warm inside.

I picked it up and brought it to my chest while I walk towards the side window of my bedroom.

I remember that I frantically asked my parents to transfer my room here when I knew that this is the perfect view for me to see Windsor's bedroom balcony. I even bought a telescope just so that I could have a clear sight of him.

And right now, there he is on his balcony.. Topless. Wearing only his sweat pants and exposing his well toned body.

A sight to drool over.

He was talking on his phone while leaning on the railings and he's sweetly smiling.

He sure is talking to one of his girls again.

I've known and seen him flirt with girls for years but I could never get used to it. It still never fails to stab me in the heart.

I had to stay away from the window and sit on my bed before I began to cry again.

I squeezed and held Vicky more closer.

I could somehow feel a bit of comfort by hugging her.

"Vicky. What will you do if the person who can stop you from crying, is the one who's making you cry?"

5 years earlier...

Today is my birthday.

I know I should be happy since this is my day, but I can't get rid of the butterflies in my stomach.

Because I'm going to finally meet the boy that I am engaged with for 2 years.

Will he like me?

Will I like him?

Are we going to get along with each other well?

These are the questions that keeps on nagging me. Well, I really do hope that he is a good person. I don't care about how he looks as long as he has a good heart.

I've seen his picture after my parents discussed the engagement with me, but it's kind of blurry.

And they said that his name is Windsor.

And he is a year older than me.

"Ivy, baby. You're aunt Lisa is already here."

I was startled when my mom knocked on the door of my bedroom announcing the arrival of their family. They just arrived early this morning at their villa across the street right infront of ours.

And they can't wait any moment longer to come and visit us.

Not that I'm complaining though. Because aunt Lisa is also like a second mother to me. I'm just kind of nervous right now.

"Coming mom!"

'This is it. The moment where I'm going to meet my future husband.'

My mom wasn't at the door when I got out. So I made my way to the grand staircase that leads down to our huge futuristic themed living room.

I slowly walked down the stairs to buy some time to calm myself down.

"Oh, here she is! The birthday girl."

My mom was sweetly smiling at me as she took my hand and lead me to the family that were sitting at the center of our black leather couch

with my dad who was also seated to the opposite golden leather one, talking to them happily.

And there he his...

He stood up the moment me and my mom walked towards them.

He looked more nervous than I am. He also seems to be in a great battle with himself on either to run to me, or to run away from me.

With his face blushing furiously.

'Cute.'

"Happy birthday sweetie."

Aunt Lisa came to me and I'm engulfed with her tight hug. Then she let go and looked me up and down.

We haven't seen each other for two years and I missed her a lot.

"My, my. You've grown so much for two years that I haven't seen you. You became more pretty and attractive."

"Thank you aunt. I missed you." This time, I'm the one to gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"I missed you too sweetie."

"Is it true that you're now staying here for good?" I asked as I let her go.

"Yes. That's why I was away for a couple of years because we settled all our assets in the U.S. so that we can stay here for good this time."

...Then he spoke...

My surroundings suddenly stopped when I hear his soft stuttering voice. My eyes immediately darted to him.

"H-hello, Ivy... U-uhm.. Ah.. Happy birthday."

He tried to smile though he looked flustered and embarassed.

I stared at him for a few more seconds trying to look for words of response.

He is obviously looked tensed when he raked his fingers through his jet black, gorgeous hair and took a deep breath.

"Hi, Windsor. T-thank you." His name feels velvety as it leaves my lips.

Aunt Lisa always tells me things about his son that lived in the U.S. And now that I meet him in person, she wasn't exagerating when she said that her son is very handsome and attractive for a boy who is only 13 years old.

Yes, indeed. He is very handsome that his stare is making me blush and melt at the same time.

Is this what adults call crush?

Love?

Love at first sight?

"Aww.. They finally meet."

Our mothers said in unison with their dreamy expressions. And it's embarrassing to see them like that.

"Ivy, this is my son Windsor. He is your fiance. Means, your future husband."

"We already talked about this right, baby?" My mom sounded like she is coaxing me. Maybe she thinks that I would freak out any moment.

Our parents are all sweetly smiling at us. So I guess there's no more room for objections about this engagement.

Well, I'm not gonna complain or object though.

Because it seems that spending the rest of my life with him doesn't seem so bad.. I might even love it.

...Or so I thought...