She's Inlove With A Playboy

He's a total jerk. He's a coward, evil person. What's worse is that he's a player.
His devilish smile makes me want to hit him until he's completely marred. I hate him. I hate seeing his messy hair. I hate seeing his eyes. I hate hearing his voice. I hate the way he approaches me. I just hate and curse everything about him - every single molecule he is composed of.

But I just can't hate him that much for a long time.

After all, he's the only person who makes me feel this way -

The butterflies in my stomach,

And the rapid beating of my heart.