“Interesting?” Sandara felt a crease forming her forehead. “Ex?” Sandara can’t seem to follow what Im Soo’s talking about.

“Jerk!” TOP stood up and faced Im Soo. “What are you doing here?”

“What ARE you doing with her?” Im Soo asked back. They were now standing face to face.

“Definitely there’s an issue between these two.” Sandara thought, standing up. “Yeah, Im Soo; what are you doing here?”

Last time s

he saw him was their high school graduation. And if her memory served her right, her left fist landed securely on his left eye after he asked for a graduation kiss from her.

“Because I miss you, baby” Im Soo’s reply. His eyes shifted from TOP to Sandara.

“Yeah, right.” Sandara snorted as she was packing up her things. She doesn’t want to waste another second watching his face or share the same air with him.

Looking at his smug face made her want to throw her bag at his face.

TOP watched Sandara’s face turned all red. She looked like she’s going to punch him any sooner. He himself was trying hard to pacify his own anger towards this guy. Facing him again has never been his plan for now, maybe in court but not outside the court.

“I’ll go with you.” TOP said.

Sandara nodded. Hurriedly collecting her things before Im Soo could think of something that might worsen the situation.

“Oh, no. You stay here!” Im Soo grabbed her arm too quickly before she and TOP could respond, he spun Sandara around to face him and growled, “we need to talk.” His eyes was so huge and his lips pouting, he looked freaky and scary that she took back in caution.

Sandara closed her eyes and trying hard to be composed. “Get…your…filthy hands…off…me,” she managed to grit the words out her mouth.

“Get your hands off her!”

Sandara heard TOP say and she watched him grabbing Im Soo’s hands off Sandara’s arms.

“This isn’t your business, SeungHyun.” Im Soo gripped went tighter as he pulled her closer. “Why don’t you take your girlfriend—“

PLACK!

Im Soo’s fingers unlatched Sandara’s arms and he was nursing his face which was now bright red. His eyeballs nearly fell from its sockets staring as his eyes fell on the World History Hard Bound book on her hand. “F.cuk!” All cuss words were spurting from his mouth as if that would take away the pain and the humiliation. Then his eyes went to TOP and glared, “You think he’s better than me? F.uck! He’s just using you!”