Finding my prince is not a tough job for me. The method of making him notice me is the problematic one. What's worse is that he's already fallen in love. She's so lucky. So lucky that she was able to get his attention. So lucky to take the place that I dreamt of being mine— his heart. How can I compete with someone who obviously won without even trying? I lost a battle I fought, risking my happiness, even if I know that I will lose from the start. Until one certain moment had told me...I was fighting myself all along.