You, Mr. Lee, are dead now!
If Yeo-ju and Yoon-gi are chums, it's even worse. Next door since birth, in the same class and school! Now it's time to feel my bright nineteen-year-old youth! How dare Min Yoon-gi spill my cold iced Americano on me, who's feeling the spring breeze! It's an expensive outfit! Min Yoon-gi! You, Mr. Lee, are now dead!
