Hana gasped as she heard rustling in her bedroom. A hand clamped over her mouth, and a familiar scent, musky with a hint of smoke, filled her senses.
"Shhhh..." came a hushed voice, smooth and teasing.
"Yuna..." Hana whispered, shifting into a sitting position as the dark grin on Yuna's face came into view.
"Hello, babe," Yuna chuckled, the faint glow of her cigarette butt illuminating her features, the moonlight casting shadows across the room.
"Get out!" Hana hissed, her voice low but sharp.
Yuna pouted dramatically. "Huh? That's no way to greet your lover, babe."
"Get out of my room, Yuna," Hana demanded, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and anger.
Yuna tilted her head, her eyes narrowing with feigned innocence. "Are you mad at me?"
Hana scoffed, her hands balling into fists. "You drugged me!"
Yuna gave a casual nod. "Hmm, yeah, I did."
"You had me beaten up, then posted videos of me in a club! Are you completely insane?" Hana's voice cracked as her rage spilled out.
Yuna smirked, revealing perfect teeth. "Maybe." She took a drag of her cigarette, blowing the smoke lazily in Hana's direction. "But, Hana, you're crazier."
"What the hell does that even mean?" Hana snapped, only for Yuna to lean closer, extinguishing her cigarette directly onto the bedsheet.
"Your yelling at me... no one yells at me," Yuna said, her voice low, dangerous. Her dark eyes gleamed as she ran her fingers through her sleek, long hair. "So, tell me, Hana, what are you going to do about it?"
Hana's blood boiled, her voice sharp as a blade. "Take your stupid princess ego out of my room this instant! You said you didn't know me, well, I don't know you either. Goodbye!"
Yuna's gaze hardened, the dark amusement in her eyes twisting into something more intense. She let her gaze trail over Hana's thin nightwear, her lips curving into a wicked smile.
Her hand moved, brushing lightly against Hana's ankle.
"What are you doing?" Hana demanded, panic bubbling in her chest as Yuna's hand slid slowly up her leg, tracing her knee and inching toward her thigh.
Yuna leaned in, her smirk unyielding. "Touching you."
Hana's breath hitched as Yuna's fingers lingered at the slope of her hips. "Stop it, Yuna. Leave me alone!"
"I can't," Yuna murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes dark with hunger.
"I'm not worth your attention. Can you just stop?" Hana's voice broke, her tears spilling over.
Yuna's smirk faltered as she reached out, gently wiping Hana's tears. Her fingers moved to the remnants of Hana's uneven hair, her touch lingering. "She'll pay for this."
"Why do you even care?" Hana asked, her voice filled with confusion. "You're confusing me."
Yuna sighed deeply, her lips barely brushing against Hana's, her breath warm. "I know. Why am I doing this?"
She leaned in further, her lips grazing Hana's in the lightest of kisses.
"I don't know," Yuna whispered, the words hanging heavily in the space between them.