One day she didn't get the chance to attack him first. One day he attacked her himself, asking for a "small talk" with that polite smile of a mr Perfect everybody knew so well. Kou followed him out of curiosity, even though she knew it might bring nothing good in the end. "So? Why are you doing that?" Yeon stood before her, door closed right after they walked in, eyes cold enough to make a person freeze. "Doing what?" Kou retorted in her usual manner. It was nothing new, and as the time went by she got used to that gaze as much as Anne did. "You know what. First flirting, then trying to anger me. I want to know why", there was his smile once again. Perfect. Bright. Perfectly fake. "Would you believe if I told I wanted to see your true self?" she chuckled, hand cradling his cheek in a tender manner. She didn't really mean it. Yeon knew it too. "Oh, so you want to see my true self?" his smile cracked in mere seconds, revealing the twisted smirk instead as the guy pinned her to the shelf. "You know it'll bring you nothing but pain, don't you? You know full well how Anne likes to call me," he grabbed her hand, hard, and his hold was almost painful. Still, Kou smiled. "Black-hearted Hajun, two-faced Hajun, sadistic Hajun is still Hajun nonetheless", she said unusually softly, not moving an inch. She wasn't afraid, he thought. And it was, probably, the most frightening thing Yeon could imagine at the moment.