"The day I saw you, yes you're just like a blank paper in my eyes. You're just a stranger whom I thought we'll end as a blank paper to each other. But eventually, seeing you every day of my life.. I said to myself.. Maybe were not meant just to be a blank paper to each other.. Maybe we're meant to paint those papers.. Me as the color to your world and You... As my masterpiece." Will I make you fall for me?