This morning, he bumped into you in the hallways, and you spit some strawberry milk on your uniform. You shouted that he should apologize, but he pulled his middle finger at you. You then thought that throwing that milk to his head might be a great idea.

Students were shocked, and so was the math teacher that snitched to the principal.

After school You stood in front of the principal, next to Dohwa to apologize.

Principal: "I want you both to clean the art classroom. Together."