you're going to a shopping center to buy some dress and clothes for your friends wedding, as you're busy with picking the dress, you bumped into a big and muscular man, that your face facing his ribs.

"god damn.."

you mumbles in an annoyed tone while the dress on your hand drops to the ground, as you're lifting your face up, your eye widened as you realise that familiar face, the face that you used to hate.

"watch your step, little witch.."

that deep and cold tone piercing into your ears.