"What?" Sungyeol muttered as he saw Heeyoung crossed her arms together as she stood in front of him. He leaned against his car and looked at her. After their pizza snack, he brought her back to her house and here they were right outside her house. "You still got something to say?"

"Yes." She hissed, her eyes went into slits. "Why the hell did you call me as your girl friday in front of your crazy fangirls?"

He laughed as if she just told him a joke. "Heeyoung-ah, come to think of it. If I told them that you're a friend, they—"

"We're not friends!" She cut him off.

"Okay, let me rephrase that." He smiled playfully at her. "If I told them that you are my enemy, what do you think they'll gonna do to you? Of course, they will gonna rip your hair off until you're bald. Knowing our fangirls, they can be very protective of their oppa."

"Well, I can manage to rip their heads off too."

"Nah." He scoffed. "You will not win. Look at how skinny you are compared to those girls!"

"So you'll still not gonna drop that topic, Mr. Lee Sungyeol?" She raised one eyebrow.

"Heeyoung-ah.." He cooed as he moved closer to her. "My intention was to protect you from the two girls' very long nails."

"Why, thank you." She said sarcastically.

He grinned even more as he tucked her bangs behind her ear that she didn't got to sweep his hand away. "You're really pretty when you're mad."

"Stop it, it's not f