Hana nervously looked at herself in the mirror. It was not like she felt uncomfortable in the dress; rather than that she feared that while fighting everyone could see her . “How troublesome,” she muttered and pulled her her skirt down a bit. It was completely useless though since the skirt went back to its former position right away. Her shoes didn't make any sound while walking, surprisingly, and they gave her quite good secure. There was no problem with jumping, running and even fighting but still, the fact that she could break her feet was something she was not fond of.

Even though it would heal immediately, the pain was not any less though. Slowly, Hana took her mask and hold it in front of her face, so that she looked through the holes for eyes into the mirror. The mask hid only the half of her face and would be tight at the back of her head, the knot hidden by her hair, which was slightly curled now. Victoria had put some makeup on her face; a light powder, mascara, black eyeliner, light silver eyeshadow and bloody red lipstick.

It was a bit much in Hana's opinion but Victoria had rigorously ignored her struggles and protest. “Ah, I look ridiculous.” With a sigh, Hana put the mask away. “Well, I beg to differ.” The voice was a voice she knew too well but surprisingly, she saw only a person with a mask. The mask covered his whole face, so that only his eyes could be seen. “Take the mask off.”

Hana knew that he smirked under the mask but Luhan only came closer and closer. “You look stunning in that dress, so stop putting yourself down.” Since he wore a long coat, which covered him from the shoulders on to his feet, Hana wasn't able to see his outfit. “Don't blabber .” Hana slowly removed his mask, while he pushed her back, until her legs hit the table.

Luhan put his hands on each side of hers on the desk, a small smile on his lips. “Wait, you can't kiss me!” Hana called out while Luhan leaned in more and more. His on hand took the mask again, while his other hand closed around her chin. “Well, you can always put on new lipstick.” Luhan had a hard time controlling his feelings, especially as Hana suddenly sat up on the desk so that he stood between her legs.

“See, you still have lipstick on your lips.” Hana raised her brow and pointed at his lip. “You have lipstick, there.”