She was supposed to be a hopeless romantic type of girl; for her life revolved on books with the sweetest and brightest pages. All that it did to her was get bitter. Just simply hopeless, minus the romantic part. She believed that her life isn't one for the books. 'Cause at a young age, she already crossed her heart that she won't let herself fall into love; she believes that it will only break her heart and will only make her stupid. She also doesn't know what she really want in life. What dreams to pursue and all. Despite that, she worked hard in school, with heart empty of real wishes. Until she met someone. A shoulder to lean on. Someone to cry her heart out. Someone who can embrace her bitter heart. But will they be able to embrace each other with warmth when her heart is now colder than ever?