You were finally getting a tattoo. You entered the tattoo shop and, to your surprise, you saw your enemy, Hyunjin, leaning against the door, smirking at you “You want a tattoo? Follow me.” he lead you to a room and closed the door “Where do you want your tattoo, brat?” he asked as he put on his gloves “My rib,” you replied nervously “Okay, take your shirt off for me” the question caught you off-guard “Oh, not in that way,” he smirked “unless you want me to mean it like that”