Janice whirled around, her pride not allowing her to ignore whoever had spoken. Her lip curled when she realized a handsome gentleman in an oversized black jacket stood before her. She had the worst luck, running into a handsome man when she was looking her worst. Subconsciously, Janice started to brush a piece of hair behind her ear, before remembering that the man had been mocking her.
"Why are you bothering me? If it looks like I'm having a bad day, let me enjoy it in peace!" she snappily answered, embarrassed at how her cheeks began to warm as his smile widened, unperturbed by her outburst.
Janice had to remind herself not to get carried away, the kind of man who chased women into alleys were usually not affluent. But she could admit, this man had a certain air about him that was impossible to ignore, his glittering, hooded eyes holding her in place when she would have usually slapped someone by now.
