It's all kind of stupid now that I look back on it. [Blushing a little.] This girl, the one who attacked me, bumped into me in the clothing store and then blamed it on me. And I know that's not much, but... that's just the kind of thing that people always used to do back home. Throw garbage at me and then make me pick it up, stuff like that. And having it happen here, it was just sort of the last straw.
So I stood up for myself, I told her it wasn't my fault, and it just kept getting worse and worse until she said she was in a bad mood so I shouldn't bother her. I said she shouldn't take her bad mood out on other people, and... well, she jumped on me and started attacking me.
[The blush drains from her face, which pales dramatically. Remembering the attack still freaks her out a little.]