Bella Green raised the corners of her mouth, a cold and icy smile, but her eyes were filled with flames that could consume everyone in front of her.
She fiercely grabbed the boy's collar, speaking word by word, each syllable carrying the chill of a winter storm.
"What am I? Let me show you what I am."
With that, she forcefully pulled Daniel Green by his collar and walked towards the living room.
The boy was a head taller than her, but now he was hunched over, stumbling as he was dragged.
Before anyone could react, Bella had already pushed him in front of the full-length mirror in the living room, his body almost pressed against the glass.
Realizing belatedly that he was being treated this way by a girl, shame, fury, and anger surged to his head, his face flushing bright red, ready to explode.
The next second, her pretty and delicate face leaned in closer, and then pain shot through his chin.
