As I remembered when I was a teenage, most guys love to flirt with me. Unfortunately they weren’t my type and I never tolerate flirter. One of my flirter was trying to catch my attention my making his spiky hair. Duh! Looks like he was in the zone of Extreme Style by VO5 or might be vegetable oil styling gel. But he was rejected by my eyes. Well, I was just a picky not quite flirt on my age. All I knew was to focus my attention to my study. And I remembered when I was in the 4th year of my high school life, one guy was flirting me again. He wasn’t a bad flirter; he was quite unique for I thought. He helped me doing my gardening subject basically he did all the hard work, like cutting the grass and planting on it. It was amazed me. But a month after he flirted me, I caught him, together with his ex-girlfriend! Oh no… sound like I am going to win the Ultimate Flirting Championship. I was trying to get closed to them and found out that it was him, and my eyes are working great. I tapped his shoulder and I just smiled at him. I walked out from their sight with my gorgeous Victory Hair with the beliefs that he losses me, and I won! Just like this Ultimate flirting game, there's a winner and a loser.