Alex Grey snorts and wrinkles her nose at the idea and mention of love. She grew up witnessing pain- and even death -because of this so called love that the people around her seems to be really obsessed with. She seems to put up a wall of metal shield around her, with the special privilege to a few people who she trusts the most who can enter. Seeing the sad and lonely girl who genuinely needs the only thing she hates the most. Maybe, just maybe all she needed was a box of chocolate, coffee, and a dose of the smirking bastard-by the name of Xavier Wilson-with his endless innuendos, cheesy pick-up lines, and his legendary PB&J sandwiches to melt the icy chain around her fragile paper heart.