Prologue

She wouldn’t spare him a glance as he walked along the hallways, hands stuck in his pockets, probably doing a hair-flip that would send every girl go crazy and maybe have a spasm attack (of course, those were the extremities).

She knew how much he liked her. Though on the surface she seemed like the average innocent girl, she was very mature on the inside. She knew what was happening, and so she’d concluded, quite safely and accurately, that he liked her.

He crumbled like he’d never seen a girl in his life before when he laid his eyes upon her. His friends would have given him a skeptical look and thought he’d gone crazy if he told that to them. So he kept it a secret that he was going absolutely bonkers for her.

But he couldn’t keep it for long. He had to do something about it.

A few weeks after he’d seen her, he sat himself down and conjured up a plan for himself. He’d propose a deal.

Since he liked her so much, they would each have thirty days, and he would try as hard as possible to charm her out of her wits, in any way he wanted (acceptable, of course, nothing that was rather explicit). She would have to date him for that period of time and not run away from him or ignore him.

By the end of the thirty days, if she liked him (and he had to be completely honest about this), they would begin dating for real. It was that simple.

He handed the letter over to her in class, with his signature on the bottom of the page and a blank line by the side, with ‘Im Yoona’ written below it.

She shot him a look that said, ‘Seriously?’ And he nodded.

“Fine.” She whispered, signing her name, thinking that it was no harm at all.

“Perfect.” He replied, taking the paper and tucking it safely into his bag.