What if Cinderella is a guy? Or better yet, there's a man in Cinderella's shoes-- A handsome man in distress. Does it sound well? What if Elon Musk or Jeff Bezos aren't really the richest in the world, and there has been an anonymous person all the while? What if that anonymous person is just some common people we meet everyday? Like the bike rider you pass every morning on your way to work, or that neighbour who laughs too loud for your liking? And the friends we make are not really what they make us believe they are. Especially the ones we meet in school. We spent a fair part of our lives together feeling the same emotion towards a certain course and hating the end of the session exams. Yet, we never really know them... Simply, haduwar makaranta, rabuwar bakin gate! Note: This story is a work of fiction and imagination. Any similarities to someone whether living or dead is pure coincidence.