PROLOGUE

“Bommie?  What made you call? Did you know that it’s 3am in the freaking morning here in California!? ”

Dara irritatingly said since she was still not getting enough sleep because of her work, and now sensing that her “Best Friend” a.k.a Bom just called because she would just probably narrate giddily things that had happened between her and her so called ‘super hot and young’ boyfriend, as to what Bom exaggeratedly depicted to Dara.

But NO,    

 This time it was different.

Dara lazily sat on the edge of her bed, rubbing her tired and weary eyes after excessively scratched her hair. Waiting for her friend to speak, her hands trembled and her once sleepy mind turned attentively as she listens to her best friend’s weep.

“~krungy, He was cheating on me. I saw him flirting with another girl on a club.” Bom painfully said, as thoughts of her boyfriend hugging and fondling himself into other girl’s body made her furious.

“And the worst part of it all, she was younger than me!” visualizing the girl’s curvy shaped body, smooth and tempting skin, her lips, oh Hell! Those devilish red lips that can literally raised hell and released all the ghouls and monsters with just a smile.

She wants to turn into a Dragon and spit fire on both of them leaving their flirt and passion for each other burned while she laughs at the background. But unfortunately,  she can’t.   Hell she can’t!

Dara gripped her pajama, brutally screaming curses in her mind as she felt her temper rose. Hearing her best friend cry just for a ‘dude’ makes her feel like transforming into an Assassin and hunt the guy that makes her dear best friend feel nothing but agony and pain right now.

But she chose to calm down and asked her what action she had made to that b!tchy dude.

“I…I...” Bom stuttered, thinking that her best friend might turned into a SUPER SAIYAN, teleport in Korea and blast an energy ball directly at her face leaving her and her pitiful love for her boyfriend toasted as bread.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t break up with him?” Dara stated as she was about to start tormenting Bom with her harsh blather.

“I already told you not to fall in love to a dude that’s a ‘chic-magnet’, you told me that you can tolerate them but still, you’re always the one defeated, rendered by your stupidly called LOVE ! Bommie, what happened to you? What happened to the BOMINATOR that I used to know?” Dara ruffled at her, piercing every word at her now deflated heart.

“But I told you, He’s differ..” Dara interrupted her clarification, leaving half open and eyes larger than saucers as Dara’s last words punched into her head.

“Shut your mouth with pile holes!  I’m going there in Korea; I’m packing my clothes and things now. Bye.”