I am the badass. He is the softie. How cliché right? Who would have thought that these two worlds will collide?
He and his eyeglasses, pale skin, and stick-like posture.
Me and my black outfits, big bike, and undercut hair.
And then one day, he just confessed.
I can't imagine a relationship with someone who have opposite traits with mine. There are many things he doesn't know about me. I am danger. But destiny 's a bitch. It's like hitting two birds in one stone for me, I guess. I got a boyfriend and a fucking girlfriend.
Can I stand him? Can he tolerate me?
Bahala na si Batman.
At least one thing's for sure, he cannot tame me.
