HyunJoong flopped over onto his back and
faced the ceiling as the icepack was comfortably resting on the sore part of
his face.

If HwangBo’s punch wasn’t that painful he
would have been kicking the asses of these four guys off.

Hero was holding his stomach while laughing
hard. KimBum and Wooyoung sprawled on the floor and there were tears on their
eyes. Joon wasn’t different either. For the first time they saw how helpless HyunJoong
at the consequence of what he did.

“Damn! I never thought that a girl could
actually punch that hard.” Wooyoung opened his mouth at last, still wiping
his tears with the back of his hands. “Seriously. I think I saw hyung’s
head turned. It’s like Linda Blaire “

“Tsk! That would be one angry black eye
tomorrow.” Joon said.  

“I guess you have to stop harassing her
then?” Hero asked after he was trying hard to stifle his laugh, but he
just couldn’t as what happened kept on playing on his head over and over and
over again.

HyunJoong shook his head his hand was curled
into fist. “No, she just declared war.”

Yup, he was humiliated by what HwangBo did.
His ego, his image has just been tossed off by her.

Her one painful punch brought him to his
knees, literally.

Oh, man! It’s humiliating to sport a black
eye on his next class. It’s only 10 in the morning and here he was lying on the
bed. Nursing his deflated ego more than his eye.

“So you mean, you’re going to hit her
back?” Hero was praying HyunJoong wouldn’t be stupid enough to do it. It
would be suicidal.

HwangBo
is a Fourth-Degree Black Belter in Taekwondo.

“Yeah, HyunJoong. She’s a black belter.”
Wooyoung reminded him. But it didn’t stop him from salivating watching his
hyung and a black belter HwangBo doing some karate-do

“I wouldn’t hurt a woman, you all know
that. I’m a lover and not a fighter.” HyunJoong only answered them as he
stood up and see his face on the mirror.

I’m
going to do everything to make you fall in love with me.

-0-0-0-

Whenever HwangBo was angry or simply not in
the mood. She saw herself inside the Stationary Target Practice Room of the
university. Just like her deceased mother, she was so good in weapon handling
and in target shooting that she almost enrolled in a Criminology course in the
other school instead of Fine Arts. Her father begged her not to follow her
mother’s footsteps. Coz he can’t bear another loved one to die in the job.

She aimed the gun she’s holding to the target
paper. And she could see HyunJoong’s cocky face smiling at her in the middle of
the target paper.

She released one shot.

{…

“I told you I make your life
miserable.” HyunJoong whispered.

…}

And one more.

{…

HyunJoong kissed her. It wasn’t like an alley
kiss. Even if she found it a forced one. But its not…

…}

And another one.

{…

He was gentle. Just like Yunho’s kiss. But
different–better.

…}

And she pulled the trigger five more times as
tears were falling down her cheeks.

How the hell could she say HyunJoong’s kissed
was better than Yunho’s?

DAM.MIT!

“You’re a freaking maniac monster, HyunJoong!
You’re worst than HyunJoong, HwangBo! God. How can you even fall for that
kiss?!” She mentally scolded herself.

She wiped the tears off her face.

“This has got to stop.” She heard herself
whispered

She pressed the red button and the target
paper automatically flew right in front of her.

There was a big hole on the target paper.

“Bull’s eye.” Yuri muttered as she
stood for a few seconds just to peek the paper HwangBo’s holding.

She can’t blame her friend if she made a big
deal about HyunJoong’s kissed. From where she’s standing, she could see that HwangBo’s
was too shock to push him away or maybe because of what the kiss brought to her.
She can say with what she saw that HyunJoong really lived up to his image as
the Best Kisser and HwangBo almost fell for it. She almost returned it, but common
sense just kicked in and that the time HwangBo pushed HyunJoong and threw one
hard punch.

It was all written on HwangBo’s eyes.

HwangBo’s punch was no joke. If HwangBo hit a
guy smaller than HyunJoong it sure will be knockout.

Yuri felt HwangBo sat beside her. She was
holding the paper. “Yuri, I expected HyunJoong either confront, asked for
a fist fight, or something violent. That’s why I am equipping myself for self
defense for people like him…But not this.” She was rubbing her lips, trying
hard to erase the feel of HyunJoong’s lips. “I felt like the lips three
fourths of female population just touched my lips. YUCK!” She was plain
out gross.

“Are you gonna tell it to Yunho?”

HwangBo shook her head. “This is my
fight.” Then she weakly smiled. “I don’t think HyunJoong would be
brave enough to mess with me after he kissed my fist.”

Yuri agreed. “I’m sure HyunJoong will not be
harassing you again.”

That’s what they thought.

-0-0-0-

Hero, the detective who was the one who
prepared the report profile of HyunJoong’s next victim—HwangBo, or was it
enemy?

“This is it?” HyunJoong asked and Hero
nodded.

-HwangBo
-19 years old
-father: Hwan Ji Park (Hollywood Paparazzi)

“Oh, that’s why she’s a pest. She
inherited it to her father.” HyunJoong thought.

-boyfriend name Yunho Jung(graduating student
of Brown University in Rhode Island.)
-best friend name Yuri Kwon
-hobbies: photography, target shooting.

“What?! She’s not only a black belter in
Taekwondo but good in weapon handling as well? What is she? Lara Croft or
something?” He blurted out meeting Hero’s eyes.

Was he actually seeing HwangBo as enemy? No,
he’s not actually. But he can’t pretty say much of HwangBo to him. He couldn’t
blame her if he’s now the kissing devil after what he did to her.

But what he can be sure of was that there
would be a second round of kiss from the kissing devil.