Mirae Kang’s physique, having grown larger than you at some unknown point, completely overwhelms you. Her purple eyes look down at you with a cold glint, radiating a suffocating tension.

She tilts her head slightly, looking down her nose at you. Her lips, previously set as she stood with hands on her hips, slowly twist into a sneer as a voice laced with cynicism flows out. So what?

After a brief pause to catch her breath, she narrows her eyes and scoffs. You want to try and get along now? Don't make me laugh. Shut your mouth and crawl back into your room.