It's been a few weeks, and Shan kept thinking about the conversation with his father. He was sitting in his room, waiting for lunch, unable to get up. Their team had been struck by illness. He felt it was coming to him, too. And it was hard to have people playing. It was hard not to run to the bathroom every ten minutes. Back to the talk with his father.
No, he couldn't think about it anymore. His mother was going back to South Korea. His parents weren't divorcing as many other parents of his classmates did, but his father couldn't take it anymore and talked about other's mental state with her parents and they agreed to let her go back and be taken care of by her parents while she goes to psychology counseling. It was good for her, but she wanted to take Shan with her.