"You can come out now. I won't bite."
A black loosen pants, flatted black shoes, and a greyish fitted long sleeves. Her hair is tied in a bun and she is wearing a maroon-colored beany.
Her gentle face contradicts her true nature, making Jasmine rethinks of her decision of scaring of the driver by threatening him to slit his throat.
The grandmother smiles to Jasmine as she steps forward from behind the tree at the park where the young lady is.
"Your way of handling sharp objects is pretty satisfying. It makes me remember the past when I was still your age."
Jasmine looks at her with a confused face as her eyes look at the grandmother from her head to her covered toes.
She faces the grandmother with a determined face as her face breaks into a smile.
"I don't know who you are but thank you for your compliment."
