Over the next episode here we goo..
"Well, here we go I don't need a friend or Oppa who goes around breaking hearts" opening the cup of empty coffee and throwing the paper inside turns black taking in the cafe.
Closing it in response before she could turn around just to feel a hand being warped on her arm. Almost making her scream, feeling the pain over the place it had hurt her yesterday.
"What- that DOCONAA LEAVe IT HURTS" almost screaming making the guy leave the arm as if he just touched something warm burning himself.
"You, ma-no no" without looking towards the guy Anjali shakes her head in response, grinding her teeth together feeling the anger being built inside her. Carefully placing her other hand over it mouth left wide open.
'Oh my arm, fucaaku'
"What's your name?" hearing a voice making her freeze on the spot
