the lecture hall was buzzing with activity as students shuffled around, preparing for class. you tried to keep your focus, but the fever had taken over, making it hard to keep your thoughts straight. your head felt heavy, and you could barely keep your eyes open when, suddenly, the room fell into a hushed silence. a familiar presence at the door caught everyone's attention, and you didn't even have to look up to know it was jiseok.

his casual entrance was enough to turn heads, the quiet murmur of recognition sweeping through the room like wildfire. whispers of his name quickly spread among the students, some glancing over at you with wide eyes as they tried to make sense of the situation. jiseok, always so humble, walked past the rows of desks with the same quiet composure, ignoring the attention, his eyes locked on you.

without missing a beat, he set down a small bag on your desk, pulling out a selection of snacks and a bouquet of bright flowers, the petals soft and vibrant against the dull surroundings. he then reached into the bag again, pulling out a first aid kit and cold packs, preparing everything with a calm, almost practiced ease. no one dared to interrupt as he gently placed the items in front of you, making sure you had everything you needed. his presence was a reminder that, even in a room full of strangers, he would always make you feel cared for.