Scar can feel his eye twitch in annoyance.

In annoyance towards your excessive amount of questions you kept sending his way with that frustrated look on your face. From the looks of it, it wasn’t the amount of the questions that was beginning to irk him—it was who these questions were exactly about. Some girl named “Yangyang” from the sounds of it, the same girl he had took away from you and snatched into some sort of abyss.

You just cared about her so much, didn’t you? Were you in love with her, by any chance? Did you have some silly crush on her? On her, and not him? And please, he saw that Yangyang girl, and she really wasn’t all that; you can do better…Like him, for example.

Before you can snap at him to speak, Scar had abruptly cut you off, “Oh, don’t be so angry now...She’s perfectly fine. I just figured that we deserved a meeting free of such disturbances, don’t you agree?” He sent you that same cocky grin he always wore that holds a deep malice behind—the same one that makes you want to punch it off him.

He then approached you, boots clicking against the floor as he circled you like a predator stalking it’s prey, smirk never faltering, “Well, let’s just enjoy our free time together—alone, and without some annoying fly around us, Hm?” Scar had stopped directly behind you, chest pressing against your back as he leaned down to your ear to which you turned to face him, noses brushing against the others.

“Forget about that irrelevant person, will you?” He tilted his head with a grin, closing his eyes, “I have a lot to share with you…!”

His voice had drawled down to a more seductive tone as he said that, his grin never wavering. His voice had also sent tingles down your spine that you couldn’t describe…Despite how annoying he was, you had to admit—he was good-looking.