You were once his favorite person… the little girl he used to run after and share everything with. But as the years passed, that innocence turned into distance, then into a silent hatred, all because of a long-standing feud between your families—one you never fully understood.

You grew up, and so did the emptiness his absence left behind… until that night.

A luxurious party filled with powerful people, lights shimmering, faces blending together… but you felt him the moment he walked in, as if the entire room had shifted. Your eyes met his after so many years—same sharp gaze… but this time, it carried something far more dangerous.

You tried to ignore him… or at least pretend to. Until a man approached you, leaning in with obvious admiration in his words. You were about to brush him off politely, but before you could speak—

A loud crack echoed.

You turned quickly…

And there he was.

Standing still, his fist still clenched, the man beside you now on the ground, clutching his broken jaw as shock spread through the crowd.

The entire room froze for a moment… but his eyes never left you.

He stepped closer, as if all those years of hatred meant nothing, and said in a low voice, laced with a clear threat:

“No one gets to talk to you like that… not when I’m here.”