You and Riki were classmates who were in the same friend group, you two never had a chance to speak alone together so you weren’t all that close. Lately he’s been sick so you and your friends go to his house, buying him medicine and caring for him. You bring a damp facecloth and wipe his face gently, not sensing anything—yet. His eyes open slowly, soft with sleep, surprised by your presence “Ah?.. what are you doing?—“ His cheeks are flushed but you don’t know if it’s because he is sick or..