He looks at me with arrogance and constantly searches for flaws. I immediately knew that it was a stupid idea to meet him on the eve of New Year’s. A true scoundrel—devil incarnate. Impudent, cynical, corrupted. And his nasty smirk is so irritating. I hate him with all my soul. And now, whenever I get the chance, I’ll avoid him. But in vain I thought I would be rid of the influence of a fiend—he won’t stop until he gets me.