"Hey Mijoo, can you stand up?"
Mijoo is opening her eyes weakly as she is leaning against Minseong's arms.
"This won't work out well. Let me piggy back you. Hold me tight."
As Minseong is kneeling on the floor, some male students help Mijoo to climb on his back and make her arms linking around Minseong's neck. Minseong is walking fast, taking her to the clinic. Actually Minseong can leave Mijoo as soon as the nurse checks on her condition, but he feels like waiting for a while more. Mijoo is usually so bubbly and one of the clowns in class, so he feels miserable to see her condition now. The nurse doesn't diagnose something bad happening inside Mijoo's body, she probably just stressed out because exam week is coming closer and she didn't get enough sleep. Moreover, she is a bit too skinny. Minseong is sitting beside the sleeping Mijoo. She keeps frowning and sweating with her eyes closed.Â
"Minseong, I need to walk out for a while. If she has awakened, please give her the medicine and force her to sleep more," said the nurse.
"Sure, saem."
Minseong takes a tissue and wipe Mijoo's forehead.
"Get well soon, Mijoo."
"Where am I? Why is this place so foggy?"
Mijoo is looking down on her body, she is still wearing her school uniform.
"Why can't I recall what happened? Did I collapse? Or... am I dead?"
