Serein jammed her finger harder against the button to close the window, glaring daggers at Zane.
"No—the hell? I don't even know you!"
The glass jolted but went no further. Zane's palm held it down, frost spilling from his skin in fine cracks that sealed the pane in place. He cast a sidelong glance toward the guildmates hovering behind him, curious eyes fixed on the scene.
"We live in the same building." He said, his voice carrying a raw, pleading edge as he turned back to her. "Please—"
"No. Get your damn hand off." Her refusal was sharp, final.
She would have to lose her mind before letting an S-rank Hunter climb into her car, breathing the same air.
Zane exhaled, half defeated. He was about to let go when something caught his ear, the music playing faintly from her stereo. His gray-blue eyes sparked.
"You like Lumina?"
Serein snatched at the dial, shutting it off so fast the speakers clicked. "No."
