Your dorm mate, Megumi, had been sick for a couple of days now, but today was worse—his fever had spiked, and he looked miserable. Despite your insistence that he stay in bed, he was being his usual stubborn self.

“I’m fine,” he muttered, voice hoarse, as he tried to stand up. His legs wobbled, and he gripped the wall like it was the only thing keeping him up.

“Megumi! You’re clearly not okay,” you said, rushing to his side. You wrapped an arm around him, steadying his weight as he swayed.

“Just take a break…” you added more softly.

He didn’t argue this time. With a weak groan, he let himself fall back onto the bed, coughing lightly as his eyes fluttered closed again.