Being a famous girl in school has many privilleges against the other- average- students. And Ivy is that kind of girl; she owns one of the best seats, at one of the best tables in the school cafeteria, her best friends consider her as their ultimate diva, she has one of the cutest boys as her boyfriend and shes the president of her class girls dance club. Everyone admires her. And that would be the perfect life for a teenage girl like Ivy.  True?  Well, being famous includes the difficulty of preserving an image. An image that her admirers adore. Ivy, however, doesnt want to be a sassy bitch; she wants to be a kind girl. She doesnt want to be a stylish doll, simply herself. She wants to be really loved and not just pose around the school halls with a handsome boy. She doesnt want to be a pretty, but careless log; she wants to be a good student, because she really likes studying. But no one is allowed to learn those stuff. Only a guy, a weird classmate of hers, Hanbyul, has realised her love for studying and education.   Hanbyul... Whos Hanbyul really? A complete zero, he would answer. Hes a nerd, a boring nerd, that cant speak for anything else apart from lessons and school. Hes usually hidden behind his nerdy glasses and his funny clothes, eager to help whoever needs a hand with any lesson. Thats why he has realised some stuff about Ivy; she has asked his help many times kindly and cutely, making his heart skip thousands of beats. Because he likes her. Like very much. But- of course- he doesnt dare to say it.     But, just like Ivy, Hanbyul is playing a game, too. His real personality and interests are completely different, while his friends have nothing to do with studying. They are allergic to it actually. But- ssh!- thats a secret, too! Because Hanbyul -for his own reasons- doesnt want to get rid of the ultimate nerd image. Maybe because he-even himself- hasnt realised that hes indeed different than it seems. ForewordHanbyuls POV O.M.G, O.M.G~ She just tied her hair on a pony tail! Her soft, long, wavy and brunette hair... Which Id really love to caress endlessly.  Dear God! Shes so beautiful... And not Korean, even though she speaks our language fluently. Shes somewhere from... Meditteranean, I think. Taller than other girls here, with nice shape and beautiful big features; almond-like, light brown eyes, fleshy lips, perfect eyebrows, straight nose... Beau-ti-ful~    Aish, here we go... Im drooling again.    But I like her so much.  And shes sitting right in front of me here, in class! I cant resist to such a temptation, I have to admit to it!   But I cant confess either... Shes with that guy...Rome, I think, from another class... Hes just too perfect to be beaten by a nerd like me. Yes, hes one of the cool and impeccable guys and Im one of the complete losers.   The bell rang and all our classmates got up to have their break. The perfect girl, one of our schools "princesses", Ivy, looked around, until everyone was gone, and then turned with her prettiest smile back, to me.    My heart is about to exploooooode~  "Hanbyul-sshi, could you help me with that math problem, pleaseeee?" she pouted and- of course- I couldnt say no.