I'm already a twenty-five-year-old woman, but people frequently mistake me for a teenager. Petite at baby-faced kasi ako. Also, a bit immature. Maybe because people around me still treat me like I'm still sixteen. Or maybe I lived a futile teenage life. Ang dami kong hindi naranasan noong teenager ako, including falling in love at a tender age. Hindi ko naranasan iyong tinatawag nilang "young love, sweet love."
Suddenly, I found myself back in high school, disguised as a seventeen-year-old student with a self-imposed secret mission. It's also my chance to experience high school again and do the things I never got the chance to do then.
There, I met a mischievous yet handsome teenage boy who reminded me that I not only had young looks but also a young heart. But, no! Hindi kasama sa gusto kong ma-experience ang "puppy love" at twenty-five!