That face. I hate everytime she wore that so-called-back-off-face. I looked at her sadly while my brain still processing this situation. It is the way you punish me, Bae? I prefer like you to hit me as much as you want or you could yell as hell to release your anger for what I did to you. But please don’t ignore me. This is too much. Pretend like you don’t know me? You got me, Bae. It hurts. VERY MUCH HURTS!