"I wanna be a hunk. The walking, talking and the most handsome sex God in my college. So, can you transform this bamboo into a banyan?"
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"Sir, I think the botany department in your college would be a more appropriate place to transform yourself the way you want."
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In which the creeper becomes a climber with the help of his sarcastic best dude, or in case, the gym receptionist.
Please note that the images used in my cover and in the beginning of the story don't belong to me.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.