"What are you doing here?" Lisa asked Felix, who smiled innocently at her.
"I came to see you," he said, didn't take off his eyes from hers.
"Me!" She pointed at herself and added, "For what?"
His shaking eyes searched for a reason by scanning her entire appearance.
Then he pointed out her chain, which was given by stark. "Where did you buy this?"
"I didn't buy this," she said, touching the chain with a smile on her cornered lips. She emphasised the chain. "This is the gift from Stark."
"Don't try to change the track," she said, hitting his shoulder. Suddenly, he held her wrist while she took off from him, folding her shirt, which covered her hand, without minding her attitude.
"What are you doing?" She hesitantly intoned and shook off her hand with hesitation. But she couldn't escape from his hold.
"How is your wound now?" He asked, rubbing her scratched blue mole gently as she tried to pull his hand away from him.
