Hey! Eva here, I'm a fashion icon who completely lost faith in true love thanks to my messy past love life.
Romance? Overrated. Men? Suspicious.
Then he walked into my life-like destiny, fate, or whatever dramatic universe thing people talk about. But instead of love at first sight... we literally fought at first sight.
So how are we supposed to fall for each other?
Will I actually fall for that guy? Yeah, no way.
...Right?
And if we do fall, who's falling first and who's falling harder?
Because we're definitely better at fighting than flirting 😂
This story came straight from my truly delulu brain, purely fictional, and yes-this is my first time writing here.
So welcome to my chaos. Enjoy the drama, the fights, and maybe... love?