365 Days With You.

He became a playboy because of me.

I just knew he did.

He threw all those 12 years we spent together just because I was afraid to let him enter my heart.

And I did the same because I never went after him.

Now after one year, we finally see each other again during a party.

We definitely have changed, both of us. I became a badgirl and he became a playboy.

There's awkwardness between us and we are acting like we barely know each other, fighting over every little thing there is when we shouldn't be.

Arguing over this and shouting over that like we were born cats and dogs.

And, being the reckless people we were ever since then, we accepted the game that our friends dared us to do.

And now we're stuck in this deal.

How can we survive this 365-days dare to be with each other?