"Hm, hm, hm, hm…"
*Sip*
"What a beautiful night." Charles sat on the balcony of his room in the hotel, watching the city view with a cup of tea in his hand. That night was particularly beautiful for him. He hummed a song to himself as background music.
*Swish*
"Hm?" Suddenly, he felt a gush of wind hit his face. Turning around to check, he was met with something he didn't expect.
*SMASH*
A fist connected with his face, sending him flying to the other side of the balcony.
"Ugh! My mouth!" He groaned as he held his cheek. "Don't you know that hitting a person from the start will make them feel dizzy? I could've lost consciousness."
"My bad, I should've snapped your neck with that punch," Kaya said with a cold look as she cracked her fingers.
"Hey, wait! Don't do that, I will die." Charles said as he stood up. His face doesn't look scared at all.
