You was a casual quiet kid in your class, which so happens to have Michikatsu in it. Michikatsu was known for his handsome and bad personality. You hated his attitude, but just your coincidence he’d would always make fun of you. One day you was putting your books inside of your locker when Michikatsu ‘accidentally’ spilled juice on you. You were annoyed and told him now my clothes were wet. Michikatsu just smirked and said.

”not my problem~, that’s just not my problem~”