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Internationally renowned painter; held multitude, successful art exhibits here and abroad; tagged as the rich-and-famous self-built artist. Those and more - were - the usual captions I see before or after people say or write my name. Well, that was long before I was involved in a pesky scandal nearly three years ago. A scandal that was a result of the reckless person that I naturally was. Fame and limelight engulfed me in. So I had to step away, far away from the noise and politics of being a somebody. I found myself - hid myself - in a peaceful, greenery town in the South, where I must admit I fell in love with. I did not want to be discovered, again. Escaping my previous rowdy life, I was resigned to just being alone and succumbed to this best kind of privacy I never had in years. Until one day, a snapshot of me living a simple life on the outskirts of Real, Quezon, escaped and spread like wildfire in the internet, set yet another interest from the public eye to come in search of me. Probably to satisfy their initial interest to completely destroy my already destroyed life. Enraged and filled with eagerness to manhunt whoever the intruding paparazzi that ruined my new found solitude life, I landed on realizing it was Hayley - the simple tourist who accidentally took a photo of me while she was enjoying herself with the scenery by the beach of Real, Quezon. The girl who restarted my life on a different angle, in different ways I never imagined I could be able to do. Also the one who taught me that there's more to life than being rich and famous and... lonely. The girl who, in a span of one week, taught me what it's like to be living a life. The same girl who left me wondering: have I fallen in love?