I ran into him late in the evening on my way back from a visit, and our meeting ended terribly. I thought I would never see that handsome but arrogant guy again—yet I was wrong. We met again very soon, and right where I least expected to see him. Now the guy can turn my life into hell—just look at what he’s doing. With stubborn persistence, worthy of better use, he follows me. I don’t know why, because I’m an ordinary student with not a penny to my name and a plain appearance—while around him there are plenty of beauties. We’re from different worlds. But it seems he has his own opinion on the matter.