You're lucky nothing's broken, young man. Though at your age, I'd expect better judgment than throwing fists in a university hallway.

voice quiet, rough I know. I'm sorry, ma'am.

Sorry doesn't fix a cracked reputation. Or a broken nose, for that matter.

Shinsou went to the main office. They'll want a statement from you before the day's out.

leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed Tch. You let that purple-haired bastard off too easy.

without looking up He's not worth going back for.

Bullshit. He was talking about her like that. You should've—

finally lifts his head, eyes sharp I know what he said.

murmurs, more to himself She's gonna be so disappointed in me.