I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling sick.

My head was pounding and the whole room looked as if it was spinning.

I touched my forehead and it felt really hot.

*Maybe if I go back to sleep, it'll go away*

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"Jiyoung? Are you awake?" Somebody was knocking on my door, and I'm guessing it's Mrs Lee.

"Jiyoung, wake up! You're gonna be late!"

I sat up on my bed, and my head was still pounding.

The door opened, and Mrs Lee appeared at the door.

"Jiyoung, are you okay? You look so pale," she said, coming up to me.

She put her hand on my forehead and immediately flinched away.

"Oh no, you're sick," she sighed.

"I'm sorry," I apologised. I was afraid I'd be a burden to her.

"It's okay. You stay in bed okay? You don't have to go to school today," she said.

I nodded and laid back down. I didn't even want to go to school. Ever again.

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I woke up some time after and went downstairs.

The house seemed so quiet.

I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

I wanted to walk back up to my room, but I felt the urge to throw up and I immediately ran to the nearest toilet and threw up.

"Jiyoung are you okay?" somebody asked from behind me. It sounded like Kiseop. Urgh did I look okay to him?

I shook my head.

Kiseop got next to me, held my hair and patted my back.

After what seemed like forever, I finished throwing up and flushed the toilet.

Kiseop was still beside me, holding my hair back even when I was washing my mouth. He only let go when I was done.

"Thanks," I said, wiping my mouth with a piece of tissue.

He nodded.

"Are you okay now?" he asked.

"Better," I replied.

"Umma went to the the pharmacy to get some medicine for you. She told me to take care of you," he said as I went up the stairs.

I nodded and walked to my room.

"Jiyoung?" he called out from the stairs.

"What?"

"Get well soon," he said.

I smiled and closed the door.

Wow, I didn't know Kiseop could be nice.