" Don't try to act 'nice' in front of me. It isn't working. "

" Feisty. I like it. "

Prologue

" Get away from me. " Her voice was ice cold. The man in front of her smirked. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer to him. 

She didn't struggle or anything. She just stood there quietly. " You asked for it. " She kicked the man's shin and took out her knife. 

" Don't think I can't handle a big guy like you, Jung Jinwoon. " She mocked. Jung Jinwoon scoffed and put his fist right in front of her face. " See this? This will be in your face any minute now. " She just stood there. Unmoved by his comment. " So? I can take any punches. And you sir, are a weak puncher. I've heard. " She mocked once again. Jinwoon couldn't take it any more. He tightened his fist but cooled down seconds later. 

" Aish. I have no time for this . " He sighed and turned around to walk away. " We're not done, Son Naeun. "