EUN NA’S POV   After 2 weeks of trying to figure out what happened, we’ve known that we could never figure it out because our friends didn’t know what happened to us too. Okay … so that was rather a wild birthday party because not even one freaking person remembered what happened to them after drinking the shots that night. Anyway, we all decided to forget about it and move on.   It’s a beautiful morning outside but my throat hurts when I swallow. I think I caught some virus or something. I’m definitely not feeling well and I think I have a fever too. I guess I need umma’s help.   I stood up from my bed and walked slowly downstairs in my pajamas and a jacket.   I saw my parents preparing breakfast and the kids watching TV.   “Goodmorning umma!” The two kids shouted when they saw me.    “Hi babies.” I kissed them and sat with them.   “Umma … Can you like get my temperature? I think I’m sick.” I said to umma. She walks towards me and touches my forehead.   “Oh … you’re hot. Wait here. I’ll get the thermometer.” Umma went to get the oral thermometer and then she went back with it. I placed it inside my mouth and after a couple of minutes umma checked it.   “You have a fever. Are you in pain?” Umma asked.   “My throat hurts and I think I’m having cough and colds.” I said to her.   “Go upstairs and rest. I’ll bring your breakfast upstrairs. Go.” She commanded. I did what she said and lied down on my bed.   I closed my eyes for a second and then –    My phone rang.   Jonghyun.    RING RING   PHONE CONVERSATION   “Hiiiiiii!!!! Goodmorning!” Jonghyun said happily on the phone.   “Oh God. What is it?” I answered.   “Oohh. So grumpy. Why so grumpy yeoboooo?”    “I’m not in the mood to talk like this. I’m … sick. I have fever and my throat hurts. Oh. You gotta help me.”    “My yeobo is … sick? You’re not … having morning sickness, are you?”    “No. I think I caught an infection. I’m not pregnant.”   “Oh … right. Anyway, do you want me to take care of you?”    “Uhh…yeah. Come to my place now. Please?”    “Okay no problem with me.”    “What about your mom? Isn’t she going to be mad about this? I mean it’s too early for you to go out.”    “Hey … if it’s you we’re talking about. She doesn’t care. She cares about us being together! That’s what she wants.”   “Oh … really? Then … that’s good.”   “Alright. Alright. Anyway, I’m just going to take a bath and then I’ll go there. Okay?”   “Okay. See you.”   “See you. Bye.”   END OF PHONE CONVERSATION   KNOCK KNOCK   “Come in umma.” Umma opened the door bringing my breakfast.   “Here’s your food. How’s your throat?” Umma asked. Umma placed the food on a bed table.   “Still hurts. I don’t know where I got this.”    “Hmm…maybe you and Jonghyun are kissing too much. Haha.”    “Ummaaaa. Jonghyun doesn’t have any infection. Does he? Oh my God.”