*Channing's past story*
Channing watched the sausage he was eating was on the floor with the yellow mustard splattered over his shoes as it had rolled over his footwear before rolling ahead and he saw someone mindlessly step on the sausage. A nerve popped on his head as he turned around to see the girl who had crashed into him mindlessly and was still blaming him to watch where he was going.
A hundred times Channing must have repeated in his mind that he must not lose his mind today and be a good person but this girl had stepped on the wrong part of his personality.
"Girl, it was you who crashed into me," Channing almost growled at her. She was not that tall and Channing towered over her easily, yet the girl proudly stood with arrogance smeared across her face. She looked at Channing with creased brows casually and it only kept pushing the switches of Channing.