Aera entered the club, bracing herself for whatever jerks she may encounter today. She shifted the boxes of pizza in her arms.

"Pizza!" she called, walking in and looking around. "Who ordered pizza?" 

"We did," a group of males said, waving her over. 

"That'll be 36,000₩," she told them, holding out her hand and waiting. 

"You can't give us this one for free?" one of the males teased. 

Aera rolled her eyes, blowing at her bangs. "I'm afraid I can't. Please pay." 

"You're pretty," one of the other males said. 

"So I've been told," she said curtly. "Now, are you going to pay, or do I have to call the police?" 

"I'm going to pay," the first male assured her, placing an arm around her shoulder as he slowly took out his money. 

She held her temper until the money was in her possession, and then she twisted out of his grasp, holding his arm behind his back. 

"I could break your arm," she said, her voice light and teasing, but with a note of deadly seriousness behind it. "Would you like that?"

One of his friends stepped forward, and she leveled a glare at him. "Would you like to be next?" she warned him. 

She was totally bluffing. They were both bigger than her. She wasn't sure if she could win against two. 

But it worked. He stepped back. 

She let go of the young man's arm. 

"Are you alright?" she asked innocently, peering down at him, mock concern in her eyes. 

She didn't wait for his answer. She just left.