He's annoying and he's an asungot. But sometimes he can be really weird whenever he stares at me my heart flutters. Ugh why do I even feel this way? I should hate him, but I like him too.
Is he just my hater or is he my confused admirer?
I am known as the bad princess. And then I met him, the evil sweetheart. I met him for a reason. I liked him for a reason. I loved him for a reason. And the only reason? Love. [Helen of Troy]