Mi-Cha saw the malicious and daring glint in his eyes, and she knew he was serious about his threat.
His fiery eyes on her told her that he'd carry out his words to the latter with no form of hesitation.
He was a monster. A cruel monster.
"You're a monster." Mi-Cha earnestly told him from the well of words and curses forming in the depth of her heart for him.
There was a huge pile of words that she wanted to hurl at him, but she couldn't just reach out for any of them other than calling him a monster — A very big monster who needed to be put down.
Yong-Gun raised his gaze to her but said nothing, while Mi-Cha trembled with anger and hatred, not just for him but for her misfortune of having his blood run through her.
There was nothing she could do to change this appalling fact of her life, and she wished she could cut her veins and take his blood out of her. She wished she could destroy, set ablaze every bit of DNA that linked them together.
