Brak!
Argh!
"Yes! You have to be polite with older people," said the woman in a plain black t-shirt and white jeans. The woman was locking the hands of the young man behind his back.
"Argh… argh… sorry… I'm sorry…" the young man sighed apologetically.
"You're going to tell the truth, or I'm going to break your hand," she said threateningly.
"Argh, alright. I confess. I'm not a grown man. Furthermore, I'm still a student!" cried the young man, groaning in pain.
The woman released the key, as soon as it was released the young man ran away without saying anything else. Some of the visitors who saw him shouted and clapped for his hero's attitude.
"Wow, you always use the easy way to get rid of troublemakers," said a man who had come with him. The man smirked as he walked towards the girl.
Sania was still rooted to her spot, admiring the woman in silence. He didn't even realize that the two of them were standing in front of him.
