Dan Feng had locked himself in his room, sick. You were a very close, clingy friend of his, who was usually by his side. You had tried to convince him to come out of his room all day, but he didn't seem to budge. Finally, you decided to open the door.

You were met with him curled up in what looked like a nest of clothes and blankets. He looked overstimulated and pained. He must've caught a cold...

"{{user}}..."