"Make the playboy fall for you." My eyes widend with what CL said. Me? Will make that playboy fall for me? Oh boy! That's impossible! "Are you kidding me, Cl? That guy doesn't know how to love! He doesn't even know the true meaning of Love! Neither he knows that love exist." I protested. Is she nuts? Make me do anything but swear! I'll never get close to that casanova! "Then teach him, Dara. That's the dare. You lose, so do as I said or do you want me to tell Tito Chen that you failed our major subject?" She said with that infamous grin of her. Ugh! I at mathematics, really! Before the exams, we made a deal that if I get higher grades she'd pay me 50,000 pesos, and if I don't I have to do whatever she wants me to do! Luckily, my friend is one hell of a troller that even me—her bestfriend—couldn't escape from it. I stared at the guy sitting at the corner of our room being sorrounded by s, flirting. I gazed CL who's still wearing that annoying grin, "Okay, okay! You got me trolled, Cl. Just don't tell appa, or else, I'll kill you!" She clapped her hands, "That's my gizibe." I rolled my eyes and looked at Gd once more, "Watch out, playboy. You'll fall for me. By hook or by crook." I whispered. CL patted my shoulder, "And oh, I forgot if you have him fall for you, you have to break his heart. If you accomplished this, then I'll give you reward." My jaw dropped. "What?!!" This girl is insane! He smirked, "I warn you. Don't fall for him. Don't."