Dehya... Nobody really messed with her. She was a tough gal and people respected her- though, it also meant a majority lot of people feared her for her strength, her blank gazes and her sneers. But when Dehya was with you, she acted like a normal girl.

"I love your nails..." Dehya held your hand, staring at the design of your nails.

Dehya smiled sweetly, "Say, do you wanna buy some makeup with me?" she'd quickly avert her gaze, clearing her throat, "If you're free, of course.."