Amazing - Infinite

I cracked one eye open.

Where am I?

Two eyes.

Oh, snap.

I don't know where I was...

"Good, you're awake."

I blinked a few times to try to focus my vision. When I slowly became unconscious, I realized that I was lying in bed. And I didn't have the energy to move any muscle. My head ached like hell. I looked at the owner of the voice.

"Where am I?"

"Somewhere where I am." He sat on a stool beside the bed.

If I only had the energy, I would've lunged at him. "I'm not playing with you, Kris. Just tell me where I am and what the heck happened, or so help me I'll kick you from inside out."

"You don't remember, huh?" He got a bowl from a bedside table and started blowing the hot smoke that rose from it. "You collapsed during PE class. It turned out you were carrying a fever all day."

The memories started rushing in my mind. I remember being hit by a ball, being brought to the bleachers, and just totally fell down when I tried to stand up. "I have a fever?"

His attention was still on the bowl. "Yeah. Didn't you notice it for yourself?"

That must have explained that uneasy feeling all day. But I didn't know it would amount to a fever. It's been a long time since I was last sick. I ignored his question, looked around, and went back to him. "Now, would you mind telling me where I am now?"

He lowered the bowl to his lap and smiled nervously. "Um, my apartment?"

I kept my face straight. "Why?"

He sighed. "I went to Luhan's dorm, but then he still wasn't there. I didn't have his phone number, so I wasn't able to talk to him. I asked his Australian roommate where your dorm is. He pointed me here, but I think your own roomate's not in yet. I didn't know if you even have a key. You're kinda knocked unconscious. How could I ask? And the school clinic's only open up until six o'clock. I have no choice but to bring you in here."

"Oh. Wait. What time is it??" I searched around his room for a clock, but there was none. What kind of an idiot would not put a clock in his apartment?

He extended his hand for me to look at his wristwatch. And there it was, 7:47 PM. It was nearing the depth of the night.

"I need to go home." I immediately sat up on the bed, but hell broke loose and rampage in my head. A splitting headache stopped me from even moving.

"Yeah, right," Kris said as he pushed me on the shoulders with a finger. "You could go, but good luck on walking back to your dorm with that headache."

He's right. I found myself lying back again.

"Are you hungry?"

As soon as he said it, my stomach growled. What a great entrance. "Yeah, I think."

"Here," he sa