The day was brighter than the usual. Hotter, if I may add. From far, a girl was walking through along the street with frustration sighed came from . 

"Okay, okay, I get it. I'll be there for dinner, I promise." She sighed for the umptenth times and wished for the conversation to end soon. "Mom, I get it. I'll see you later. Love you, bye!" Quickly, she hung up before another lecture coming up. Her parents had been worried to death, knowing her 24 years old daughter hasn't been home for quite a decades. 

Suddenly, whistle sound was heard from her back. She knew what's going to come, but pretended as if nothing. 

"Hey there, y ." 

Her eyes sharply glared at the owner of the voice, "Were you calling me?" she asked. Her fist is getting ready for an action and boy, she might explode anytime soon. 

"Oh yeah, baby. Ain't no one around here but you." The man-- who looks like the leader-- stepped forward to her and gave her this dirty look. His eyes stopped right at the sight of her-- . He nodded and grinned to his fellow friends, "Nice." 

She snorted then took the advantage to flip him backward, making the guy earlier landed on his stomach, on the ground. 

"Oof!" 

"Nice huh?" She asked and twisted his hand. The man snarled in pain. "I ain't taking any of your s." she twisted more and before she could do any further, the guys scurried away. 

"Song Haeun! Using violent again?" A deep voice came from behind. 

The girl, whose name is Haeun sighed heavily and pulled out from the guy he almost killed, "You're lucky he stopped me. Run as fast as you can, don't even turn your head back. Aracchi?" 

Haeun stood up straight and wiped away the dust on her shirts. An evil smirk formed on her face at the sight the fightened man.