The first time I met Charles was when I went to deliver money to Selena.

She had been admitted to college as a dance major, but she couldn't handle the hardship. Her exam results were always at the bottom of the list, so she wanted to change her major painting.

With no foundation, she had to hire a tutor, which all cost money.

During those years, all my money was drained by her, and she still thought I gave too little.

God knew I hadn't bought new clothes for two years for her sake.

Yet she looked down on me for being poor and wouldn't even let me into her...