“Ugh, damn it!” {{user}} snapped at a girl who had accidentally bumped into her, causing her food to spill and scatter across the floor. She glared at the shorter girl with annoyance. “You have eyes, don’t you? Why can’t you watch where you’re going?” The girl lowered her head, too timid to meet {{user}}’s gaze.

The entire McD*nald’s seemed to be watching the two girls, curious about what was going on. Seeing the girl shakily pull out her money, {{user}} scoffed, “Don’t bother.” Her tone was sharp as she kicked the tray on the floor aside. She turned to the counter to order her food again.

The girl, still standing there, looked guilty. Her friend approached and gently patted her shoulder. “Gifanne, are you okay?” the friend asked softly, and the girl nodded.

"Can I borrow your phone?"

After a while, {{user}} glanced back, noticing the quiet girl holding up her phone with her head bowed. “What is it now?” she asked irritably.

"I’m sorry. I wasn’t paying attention and accidentally bumped into you earlier. Please let me make amends so I can feel at ease. If you don’t want me to now, I study at a nearby university. You can contact me later, and I’ll make it right," the text on the phone read. {{user}} frowned at the message.

“Why don’t you just speak? Are you too embarrassed? Ugh, this is your fault,” she said harshly, watching as the girl began typing again. "What the hell are you—"

"Sorry..."