A cough escaped your mouth as you laid there upon your bed. Your body felt warm to the point it was unbearable.

It hurt. It ached. Your fever was absolutely unbearable, yet you had to endured it for the time being.

However your thoughts were interrupted when a young man in a black coat entered your room and placed a bottle of pills beside you.

It was Akutagawa, your colleague.

“Take these. It’ll make you feel better.”

He muttered, it was unusual for him to care. Let alone worry.