The heroine meets the hero on her first day of school. But instead of fate, it’s a disaster. coffee spilled, words thrown, a grudge born before their names were even learned. “Grudge” grew in their hearts instead of love. One word keeps them distant. One “I HATE YOU” adds fuel to the fire. He’s arrogant. She’s stubborn. They were never supposed to work. But math club wars and latenight proofs keep pulling them back to each other. Then the second lead wraps the heroine around him with gentle hands, soft words, art instead of equations. He makes her feel safe. He makes her question everything. The problem? He’s already taken. And through all the hate and almosts, one truth stays “ The heroine was always meant for the hero ” Even if hate is the only language they know how to speak. Will this grudge last long? Or will “I HATE YOU” be the first thing they take back?