"Why do you call me Brillar?" I asked him in a low voice. He gazed at my face with such intensity that it made me shiver. "It means Sparkle" He answered after a few seconds. There were only a few inches between us making it very hard for me to even move. "Just like you. Exciting. Interesting. Appealing. Dangerous and most importantly, Beautiful." And with that I felt his lips crashing onto mine. They hate each other as much as they need each other. What happens when their sour academic rivalry slowly starts to turn into something sweet?