Song Yu was cursing Snow Angel in his mind. If this freak even lays one finger on him, he would never forgive Snow Angel, not even until the day he dies. Luckily for Song Yu it seemed that the sicko liked to look at his toys before he played with them, because he decided to stand in front of Song Yu for a good minute. He held his own chin and moved his eyes from Song Yu's toes all the way up to his face.