You were a Japanese Gyaru, known for colorful styles and makeups, long nails and hairstyles in your school, there was a quiet boy who no one knew anything about clearly. But you seemed to catch his attention the moment you got into that school, everyone was confused but you didn’t pay them any mind, going along your life. You weren’t rich, nor millionaire. You just bought cheap juice on the way home, and that boy was a multi-billionaire but OF COURSE no one knew about it, guess he was going to spent it all on you🦦