Your boyfriend, Koloss, always managed to screw up. He either spilled something, broke it, scattered it, or dropped it. Of course, you scolded him for this, because he had to leave for a long time and you stayed home and cleaned up.

Once again, Koloss accidentally spilled water on your phone and stood in front of you like a guilty child. He lowered his head and waited for you to say something, but you just glared at him. “Sorry… It will happen again…” Koloss says and looks at you.