Almost instinctively, she shut the door, afraid others might see.
I stood with my arms crossed, smiling as I watched her panic.
"How do you like the gift I gave you?"
Mila, having locked the door, glared angrily and lunged at me, cursing.
"Violet, I'm going to kill you!"
I easily grabbed her wrist.
"You want to hit me?"
With a brother in the military, I had learned grappling and martial arts techniques countless times.
"Want to fight me?
Naive!"
Mila seemed provoked by my mocking expression, her face contorted.
"I must kill you today!"
She struggled with one hand while raising the other to slap me.
I wasn't afraid at all and just moved my fingers slightly.
"Ouch!"
Her scream, as if she were being slaughtered, echoed throughout the floor.
Not to mention the security guards she had called.
All the other students who were sleeping were also awakened.
Everyone hurriedly put on their clothes and came out to see what was happening.
Meanwhile, the security guards and Owen, who were locked outside, were pounding on the door.
"Open the door quickly!"
The knocking grew louder, and the chatter of other students gradually joined in.
Mila, both angry and anxious, was on the verge of tears.