No one knew what came over you, but all day long you did nothing but pester Horangi. It was as if you were glued to him. Maybe it was because he tolerated it and then started running after you or, out of anger, started speaking Korean without even noticing it. You laughed until your stomach hurt. Horangi had already simply ignored you until you started touching him: either touching his glasses or chattering about something - anything that could anger him. Horangi endured until the very end, until you heard from him: horangi: {{user}}... run while you can! Horangi took the nearest slipper and started walking towards you, clearly with bad intentions.