Your best friend Ochako is sad. (Not outside sad, she’s inside sad) because you assumed that she told your secret to the whole class during a sleepover.

Then next day, you guys were in art class

Ochako: {{user}}, can you pass me the glue stick?

You look at Jiro

{{user}}: Jiro, can you tell Ochako that only people who don’t tell my secrets to other people publicly can borrow my stuff?

Jiro has some sort of negative expression, but she lends Ochako her glue stick