For the Love of April French

He walked gracefully with such confidence as if he owned the pathwalk towards the entrance of the medical faculty main building, wearing the usual official school uniform but his distinct elegance is undeniably overflowing even in just an ordinary outfit that everyone in the faculty were all wearing. 

Several eyes are also following his every move as if he is a very famous superstar everyone is fervently waiting for what he will do next. The subtle attention from everyone around as they diligently watched the every sway of his body as he walks, the moment his prominently long and thick lashes touches his pale skin when he blinks, the wind that gently blows his raven black hair and the every step he makes at the rough pavement captured everyone's earnest eyes. 

His two hands are inside his pocket while he casually walks under the bright light of the day. 

His pale and flawless skin seemed to glisten under the sun, making him look like an apparition with his ethereal beauty. 

His handsome face is devoid of any expression… unreadable & very calm. Everyone seemed to gasp when he squinted from the bright light of the sun, making him wear his signature sunglasses and causing a swooning shriek from his silent admirers .

His clean cut black hair is perfectly styled which compliments his very neat and well ironed long sleeve shirt. 

His silver watch sparkled like a gem around his wrist everytime it would be out from his pocket. 

He walked like he owned the world… so unconcerned of the curious and admiring glances towards him. 

No one had dared to approach him even if everyone in the university seemed to admire his perfection, even if everyone is eager to get close to him, even if every girl and even boys wanted to confess their admiration towards him, even just for a mere greetings, and even for the simplest reason of being friends with him. 

It may all sound simple to greet him, to approach him, to have a casual talk, or to even just smile at him, but his cold gaze could make anyone forget their intention the moment he stares. 

He actually has a very amicable personality and everyone could clearly see how charming and pleasant he could be to the people around him but his unspoken words and his obvious cold aura could make everyone think twice to randomly approach him and to even talk to him. 

Even his classmates are cautious around him and his schoolmates seemed to fear him. He hasn't done anything violent towards anyone that could cause to fear him but they are simply anxious and cautious around him. 

He simply doesn't have other friends aside from his two best friends and he seemed to not mind at all. He seemed to not care if his world would just revolve around his books, his busy class schedule, his school work, his hospital case studies, his very small circle of friends composed of only his two best friends, his parents, and his dorm to university point to point schedule. 

He was the envy of all, an ace student, perfectly handsome, and an heir of a business tycoon whose insane richness is not only within the country but around the world.

"I will give my whole life just to have a meal with him" one of the girls whispered while they were all staring at that particular person. 

"How could such a person be that perfect..." the other one frustratedly mumbled. 

"I could even worship the ground that he had stepped on"

"He is beyond perfect, he is too precious...no one deserves him..." 

"His skin is so clear white and very flawless like a very precious pearl...he is freaking perfect" 

"He is a modern day prince, he won't even glance at anyone of us, we are just commoners" one girl spoke matter of factly before everyone heaved a sigh. 

It's always been like that everyday at the university. Everyone would really take a glimpse at whom they called a prince. 

Everyday, students would wait for his arrival at the school grounds and from where he parked his car until he could enter the building of his class, everyone would secretly watch him while daydreaming for the university's unreachable dream, everyone's prince charming. 

"Good morning Blaze" Paul instantly greeted him the moment he entered the classroom while their other classmates became eerily quiet as they stole cautious glances at him. 

He is Blaze Brieyden Vaughn, the so-called ice prince and an heir to his family's empire. He is known for his beauty and perfection but no one could ever get close without being bitten by the frost that surrounds him. 

"Good morning Paul" Blaze greeted back with his usual calculated smile.