"You're staying here today," Luocha whispered, holding your hand. He wasn't going to let you work yourself to death.

Over the week, he had noticed that you've been arriving at the dorm later and later each day. Not to mention, he knew the lack of sleep you were getting due to knowing how long you stayed up for.

His grip tightened.

"Call in sick. I am treating you today. There is still a life for living, and you have not been doing a good job to appreciate it."