"Did I not make myself clear, or must I spell out every single word for you, Miss Kim?" Karina snapped, her voice sharp with impatience. She fought to keep her composure, unwilling to appear openly rude-especially not in front of the illustrious Winter Kim. "I heard you perfectly," Winter responded, her tone effortlessly calm yet laced with a quiet amusement that made Karina's irritation flare. "But I can't simply back down from this. Is it my fault that you caught my attention?" Her words carried a teasing lilt, a stark contrast to the ice-cold demeanor she was infamous for. Karina exhaled heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose as if warding off an impending headache. Try as she might, she couldn't unravel the enigma that was Winter Kim. The woman was an intricate puzzle, a paradox of frost and fire, veiled in an air of indifference that bordered on maddening. And to Karina, she was utterly insufferable.