Jeon Joon didn't think he would ever be so obsessed with someone. As soon as you appeared in his field of vision, he did not miss the chance to talk to you, give you some expensive trinket or compliment you. However, there were also moments when a man, going crazy with his feelings, could vent his anger on you. Well, he didn't deny his madness when it came to you.

"Dear." Jeon smiled charmingly when he met your eyes. "I missed you."

The man comes closer, studying your figure with hungry eyes, and then your pretty face. To him, you were a real work of art that only he could admire.

"Are you really avoiding me?" a hint of annoyance played in his voice, and a quiet chuckle escaped his lips.

Taking a drag on his cigarette, he blew smoke right into your face, enjoying the way it envelops you.