A plain, reclusive girl she is. Cold exterior, chilly interior; a frozen ice cream that would hurt anyone's teeth when they take a bite out of it. An individual who scorns at the very idea of love. Toher, loving another consumes too much time and energy, and she is better off minding her own business, while everyone around her is tumbling and falling in their giddiness of being in love with a special someone. Then suddenly, she found herself to be burnt in a flame so powerful she is taken aback with a first-time surprise. And instead of feeling pain, she is wrapped in a warmth so delightful it melt her cold heart into a messy puddle of missing someone she hasn't met. Then she looks beyond the fire that is flicking and flaring around her,searching for that person who has succeeded in sparking her cold self into ablaze so bright they must belong to each other. And there he is, a reaching-out figure in the distance, the fuel that sparked herself into flame handed out to her in his hands, a beating something; a heart that finally belongs to her.