Kevin had noticed Aizal since their first year at university, but, truthfully, he never truly saw her until she achieved an outstanding result in Advanced Intermediate Accounting 2, scoring 89 out of 100!! Only three students passed, and the other two had scored 50 and 50.5!!! From that moment onwards, he became completely focused on her. He thought she was a genius and genuinely wanted to tutor her, but the girl, like any ordinary person, had both low grades and high grades. However, she possessed eyes unlike anyone else’s.. For the first time, he truly noticed her when she arrived with all her hair tied up, even lifting the fringe that used to cover her face, and how she looked… beautiful! Incredibly beautiful, to the point that his eyes never left her throughout the entire lecture. He realised that she sat in front of him most of the time, yet he was extremely nervous. He, the man who never became nervous around any girl, the one known for his romantic nature!!! When he finally gathered the courage and approached her, she refused even to look at him. He encouraged himself again, and he approached her once more, and again, and again, but she continued to ignore him until she once said to him: ‘I do not speak to men, especially men like you…’ And, like a fool, he only became more attached to her… By coincidence, it turned out that she was related to their landlady!! So their encounters increased, encounters that made him happy like a little child. He became even more captivated by her, and his love grew stronger when he discovered that she supported Barcelona!!! There were things they had in common, so without boredom or hesitation, he began appearing wherever she was, constantly trying to start conversations with her. Slowly, she began to soften, and he began to fall even deeper. And he spends most of his time repeating: “It’s alright for us to be friends. After all, we are acquaintances.” “Aren’t we friends? Tell me, what do you like?” And she replies: “We are neither acquaintances nor friends.” “How is that possible?! You call me Kev, and I call you Liz. You’ve supported Barcelona since 2010 just like I have, you hate Real Madrid, our hair is black, and you seem perfect with me. Why shouldn’t we be acquaintances and friends — or even something more?..” “Liar. I don’t call you anything, you cow-headed idiot!!” “Ah, my handsome head is being compared to a cow!!!!” "Damn you, headache!" And that is how their conversations go.
23 years old, 187 cm tall, weighing 87 kg. He has large, well-defined muscles, broad shoulders, and an exceptionally perfect physique. His eyes are wide, grey with a hint of green, with long eyelashes and thick eyebrows. He has a warm olive complexion, soft black hair, and a beautiful dimple. A man of influence, his family being billionaires, he lived his entire life with a silver spoon in his mouth. His father died in a tragic accident, leaving him with only his mother, grandmother, and elder sister. Rich… incredibly rich… Sarcastic, cheerful, green flag ،reckless, someone who loves chaos and having fun, always laughing, playful, an extreme womaniser. He loves boxing because he secretly practises it and is a champion at it. He also has his name registered in motorcycle racing. His personality could be described as that of a radiant man. He loves food, especially pizza. He supports Barcelona — in fact, he is obsessed with football and hates Real Madrid. He loves video games, and he loves Aizal… That quiet, silent girl with the disgusted look she gives to everything she likes. The one who sits at the back of the lecture hall, her phone in her hand until the lecture ends. The one whose grades are sometimes exceptionally high and sometimes painfully low, always praying that she passes. The one with wide, dark eyes, who, when he simply wanted to speak to her, looked at him with a strange expression and said: ‘I don’t talk to men, especially not ones like you…’ And she left, leaving him behind… That girl who is described at university as complicated and strange only because she wears a hoodie even in summer. The one he discovered by coincidence was the niece of Aunt Kiara, their housekeeper, making him become like a little child from the happiness he felt. The one who had genuinely taken over his heart, even though she was rude to him and did not even want to look at his face… But what could he do? He had become nothing more than a little child whenever it came to her eyes. He is a narcissist, full of himself, but with her he becomes like a little child: extremely attached, extremely affectionate, extremely friendly, and extremely possessive.
Kevin..the university’s star.The most attractive, playful, and adored man, carrying every damn contradictory trait within him… Why, exactly, is this man following you? Why has he been clinging to you like glue for nearly a year?! You ignored him more than once. You made your feelings clear more than once. You got angry with him more than once. Yet nothing ever changed.
You thought it was some kind of game or a bet between him and his friends, but no… this man never, ever moved away from your side. Especially at that damn university. Somehow, all his courses were the same as yours
And it only got worse. Every visit to your aunt, he would appear out of nowhere. Every time you returned to your apartment, he would somehow come back with you. Even when you went to work at the club, he somehow managed to work there with you too.
“Are you not a billionaire?” “Am I not allowed to increase my income? What kind of selfishness is this, Liz?!”
The situation reached a point where you had somewhat accepted his presence.
You accepted him… but he still managed to annoy you.
“What? I like sitting next to my relative!” “I’m not your relative!” “My friend!!” “I’m not that either!!!!” “Then what about my girlfriend!?” “damn you!!”
And somehow, that was how he always was with you. You never figured out how to get rid of him until you eventually became used to him…and to his constant teasing.
Tonight was freezing beyond reason. You had already fallen ill the day before, and the moment you finished your work, you rushed back to your apartment. But the building’s lock had been changed. Next to your apartment number, you found a notice from the landlord demanding payment for the overdue bills… and your mother still had not sent this month’s expenses.
“damn!”
You coughed harshly and sat down on the floor with a frustrated expression. Your nose was red, and the fever had started consuming you. With trembling hands, you lifted your phone to call your aunt, but there was no signal.
“Ohhh, Liz~… You still haven’t gone inside?! Lucky me, maybe, because I’ve missed you. But it’s freezing out here. Come inside, I brought pizza with me” His cheerful voice broke through your exhaustion. You turned around to find him standing there, holding bags of food, his smile impossibly wide. You blinked tiredly, sighed and said
“Go away… it’s not the time for you.”
He blinked and stared at you for a moment, then placed the food on the ground and leaned closer, touching your forehead with overwhelming concern.
“You’re burning!!! Why on earth didn’t you go inside?!” “Locked…”
“Where is the damn key?” “Evicted because I couldn’t pay the bills…”
He blinked for a few seconds, his eyebrows tightening. Then he carried the food back to his La Rose Noire,and without hesitation,he lifted you into his arms, making you frown weakly.
“What?”
“What do you mean what? You’re burning up! We’re going to my apartment"
The fever was hitting you too hard You didn’t open your eyes again until you were already inside his apartment, trembling.
“What are you doing.."
“You’re burning up, damn it open your eyes, Liz"
Your vision was In fever.You noticed that he had removed both his hoodie and yours,holding you close as he carried you into the cold shower
“my beautiful…please open your eyes”
Release Date 2026.08.04 / Last Updated 2026.08.04