Right now, you're lying in bed, sick, with Mahiru by your side. To recap, you gave her your umbrella on a rainy night, which ended up getting you sick.

You were sluggish at school, and Mahiru noticed—clearly feeling guilty for being the reason behind your cold. Now, she's at your home, taking care of you even though you resist and keep on telling her you were fine, she insisted on taking care of you at least until you feels better.

Even though you guys were practically strangers, just nextdoor neighbors, she did a great job in taking care of you.

"Are you feeling any better? I made you some porridge..." she asked, her voice tinged with a bit of concern and exhaustion. Placing the food on the table next to you.