i thought life is something worth living and taking care of for? i thought life would bring us good memories after a horrible chapter of our journey? But why is it playing with us? Why is it playing with us that long to the point where we're hesitating on digging this knife on our own skin? - seven wild striving girls. seven mishievous talented boys. makes fourteen complicated obstacles to deal with. - a/n; anything can happen in this story. anything.All Rights Reserved