We stared at each other for a sencond, then he dropped his hand and turned to face the front again. He covered his mouth, and I could have sworn I saw his face turn red, but I thought it was just my imagination. Just when I thought my heart would burst out, the teacher began her lesson.

After class, I packed my bag and was ready to leave, when Mina ran towards me.

"Sarang! Wait!" she yelled. I turned around, just as she reached me.

"Yeah?" I asked, not very curious as to what she had to say.

"Since when were you and Hongki close?" her voice dropped down to a whisper, and my eyes widened.

"We're not close, we just happened to bump into each other... a lot..." I tried to keep my voice calm, but I think it wavered a bit. My face grew hot. Mina stared at me for a little longer, and I tried to avoid her eyes.

"You're blushing," she suddenly said. That's when I got all defensive.

"Am not!" I said, maybe just a bit too loudly. Everyone who hasn't gone home yet was looking at me now. I quickly took my bag then walked out of the classroom. I fanned my face, thinking it could help me cool down, but it wasn't working. When I finally got outside, I felt refreshed, yet dizzy at the same time. I took a deep breath, then started walking home. I didn't see Hongki, so I was guessing he had already gone home. I walked for about a minute, when I started to get even dizzier. I leaned myself against a wall for support. When I finally decided to continue walking, I stumbled then fell on my knees. I felt numb, and I finally gave in. I lay on the ground, motionless. Then I closed my eyes.

I woke up to the smell of ramen. Something soft was covering my whole body, while something cold was on my forehead. When I finally realized that this place was totally unfamiliar, I sat up. I felt lightheaded, but it wasn't much of a big deal. The last thing I remembered was fainting on the streets. Oh my gosh that sounded really embarassing. Either way, I was right. It was just a fever. I got out of the bed I was in, and somethng dropped from my forehead. It was a cold, wet, towel. I put it on the shelf next to the bed, then got up. I walked into the living room, and saw that it was a place I've never been before. Had I been kidnapped? No, kidnappers wouldn't have helped my fever go down. I started walking around, but there wasn't much to see becaus