What's wrong with kissing?

"Are you alright, Janica?" Lucas's voice was soft, laced with concern as he entered the infirmary.

"Yes..." Janica replied quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

The news about his childhood friend had reached him quickly, and without a second thought, Lucas had rushed to the infirmary to see her.

Janica was still recovering from the lingering effects of the potion and spell Professor Luke Walker had used on her.

Even though she was slowly healing, the side effects were still evident, leaving her in a fragile state.

As she sat by the window, the warm glow of the setting sun bathed the room in a soft, golden light.

The sunlight caught Janica's fiery red hair, making it shimmer and seem even more vibrant against the backdrop of the fading day.

Despite the weariness that clung to her, the light seemed to accentuate her natural beauty, making her stand out even more in her weakened state.