Chpt.1

Where love lies between the lines of the field, is where is blooms in the hearts of two souls.

No matter how much Ayaat says she hates Amin, or the sport he plays, she can never deny the obvious chemistry between them. Failing the subject is the only thing they have in common, and the mutual hate.

No matter how much Amin reciprocates those same feelings, he can't stop the hundreds of love letters he sends her. Hate is the strongest word he could use, but his love for her defeats his thoughts in strength.