"What the hell. How can you force yourself in." I snapped at the person.
I didn't realize my condition that I was in. The first thing that I was bothered about was how can anyone brag into closed washroom. I then noticed who the person was it was the senior. The next words that came out of my mouth were not good too.
"Damn you! What have you don't with my hand?" I forwarded at him with a punch. The punch made of my free hand.
He held my fist with his hand and pushed me back into the toilet room. I was dragged back by the force.
"How dare you to break the dela?" He said in angry husky voice.
"It's good that I did. What you did to my hand." I shouts at him.
His eyes then went to my eyes. He then quickly pulled out the handkerchief from his pocket and tied it around my palm. When it was done, he pulled me out by my arm.
"I am not coming with you." I said.