;Nara’s  POV         "You fainted that's why they brought you here in the hospital." Daehyun told me and that was when I remember the whole thing. "What happened?" He asked. For a moment, I thought he was concerned about me but then I remember he hated me. I'm sure he doesn't have reason, or reasons at that, to be concerned.   "I-I'm sick." I cleared my throat to stop my stammering. "I mean, I have a high fever."   "You must be exhausted."   "Maybe." I mumbled softly. I know the reason why he's here right now was because he was pressured. As he always eloquently put it, I'm just his fake girlfriend. Why else would he waste his time to visit me?   "Anyway," he said after a couple of awkward silence. "I've brought fruits. Do you want to eat?"   I shook my head gently. "No, but thank you Daehyun-ah."   Daehyun tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed and I thought he was smiling at me but he was just merely pressing his lips together with an okay-I'm-done-here expression. "I'll better go now," he said that proved I was right. I nodded my head at him and I thought again that he's going to say something like 'get well soon' before he walked out the door.   What was wrong with me? Why do I keep imagining things? Was I that really sick that I keep on hallucinating?   Daehyun closed the door without saying anything that could at least cheer my spirit. It wasn't that I'm blaming him or something. I guess, I just needed someone to be here for me at this moment. That left me huffing out. I feel so alone.   I wonder what the girls were doing at this time around. I wonder if they will visit me or not. I hope they do, though. Being alone made me feel sick even more. The white-painted walls made me dizzy and wanted me to puke my throat out. Sighing, I closed my eyes shut to shake off the awful feeling even just for a while.   But then I heard the door opened and I thought it was manager oppa but when I opened my eyes I was shocked to find Daehyun again. He's wearing an annoyed look on his face. "Daehun-ah..." I said. I wasn't expecting him to be here again. I thought he left the hospital already. But what was he doing here?   "The annoying paparazzi are there outside the building waiting to attack me." He said in an annoyed tone. He was mad and I feel like he was mad at me, too.   "I-I'm sorry, Daehyun-ah—"   "You don't have to say sorry." He cut me off. "It's not your fault so don't flatter yourself."   My mouth was shut up for a second. He's clearly pointing out that I'm overreacting. My throat went dry that I had to clear it. "S-Still I want to say sorry. If it's not me...I mean, if I weren't here in the hospital you wouldn't stuck in a situation like this." I told him but he didn't say something. He was just standing right there with his annoyed face.   The door opened once more and manager oppa appeared. He looked at Daehyun. "Daehyun-shi, I saw what's happening outside. I called your manager for help and he's already outside. He's waiting for you. C'mon, I'll you to your van." Daehyun nodded his head. He was leaving and still didn't say something to me. Our gazes met before he closed the d