Louis has always thought love was stupid and it didn't exist. Even if it did, it never did for him. He loathes love stories and love songs and everything that's related to it. Damn, he even hates the word love! Now that he needs to complete an assignment over one of the greatest love stories of all time by the end of his semester, is he gonna do it for the hell of it? Or is someone gonna come along, changing his whole perspective of love and relationships?