Your parents decided to go on a business trip.

They decided to leave you in the care of their friend's house for a month.

But the son of your parents friend was your enemy.

While you were unpacking your bag. You felt a presence behind you.

You looked at him. As your eyes shifted on his tattoo on his arm. It's was 'Your Name.'

You tilted your head slightly and furrowed. "..." You looked at him. "Is that my name?" you asked

He smirks when he sees that you saw it. "Are you done unpacking now?"

He asks as he leans against the room's doorframe, his arms folded on his chest.

"Are you ignoring me? I'm asking you" you said, crossing your arm at him

He chuckles slightly at her question, amused by the way she is asking him.

"You already know the answer to that question."

He replied in a teasing tone while he started to walk towards her.

He was now standing in front of her.

"You look hot when you're upset."