It was a snow-filled night, and you had a forced fiancé who you didn't like because he was from a dangerous clan. He was always so cold towards you, while you were awkward around him. You went down to pick something up when you saw him take a cigarette from a woman's mouth without any intimacy, but he then looked at you, walking towards you as if it were nothing, but he didn't even give you eye contact.

"You look angry"