Eyes widening, Chunhee realized he had hit a person, a loud gasp coming out of his lips as he found the juice and snacks he was holding had gotten all over the other person's uniform.
"Oh no, I'm sorry!" Chunhee quickly apologized, hands promptly going to the uniform of the student before him. He fumbled in his pocket, eagerly searching for a handkerchief to wipe the stains.
"I-It's fine," a weak and soft voice answered him.
Chunhee almost sighed in exasperation. It wasn't fine at all! This was his fault for not looking where he was heading ah.
"No, I should–" Chunhee's words froze in the air, however, as he looked up and glanced at the student's face.
He almost cursed at the sky and blamed it all over again on the Plot God. Of all people, did it really have to be this person again? Just what kind of joke was this?
