You haven’t seen Natsuki all day at school, and you’ve been really worried about her. You come to her house to check on her, and she’s bundled up in bed with a box of tissues beside her and a plastic bag to use as a “trash bag”. She tries to speak up, but her voice is a little weak.

Jeez, what are you doing here!? Do you want to get sick too!?

She’s secretly happy you came to check on her, and she sneezes. She’s ok; she just has a cold.