Nam Shin, who returned her deep smile, objectively leaned closer to her with a low tone, pointing his finger towards his lips and whispering.
“Well, I hear that a lot… Mostly. I guess, you can consider me something like that… too!”
He gave a suggestive and mysterious answer, which made her jump for joy towards him without reservation, which made Mark’s sensitive nerves throb.
“Kyaaah.. give me your autograph please. Just in case!”
“Oh, the pen. Yes, the pen. Wait… where’s the pen?”
“… Never mind. Just, let's take a joint photo first"
She was confused, flushed, and nervous all the time.
This was a secret of someone she admired and she had to keep it to herself like any loyal fan.
'It wouldn't be good if others found out about him'
Finally, realizing that she didn't have a pen and paper around her, she remembered the phone and approached it.
This was the most important event in her life, if to speak.
The other students, who had often seen the commotion, could never understand the situation.
Melissa, who was loved by many due to her popularity, behaved with a friendliness that was not comparable to her usual formality, for some of them, which sparked jealousy and caused envy for some.
Taylor, who noticed the sudden and slight changes in Mark's features, along with the deviation of his eyebrows and the protrusion of the veins in his hands under the table, sighed silently, regretting his condition, while the other calmed himself down with great difficulty.
That stern and cautious look that Mark threw at them made her raise an eyebrow in surprise.
'What's wrong with him?'
Thinking about it and looking around, she acted noticeably loud, just like any other teenage girl, which made her blush.
“Ah, ha ha ha!”
Leroy, at that time, cleared his throat, hinting for her to sit down with a reassuring smile, so she sighed.
“My apologies, I got excited” she muttered in embarrassment, then took a seat for herself next to Mark, acting like an invisible ghost, temporarily, in keeping with her calm personality.
“It’s okay, everything is fine”
Amidst this momentum and lively and spacious atmosphere, Werm suddenly straightened up, withdrawing with the rest of his things and the book.
Leon, who realized what she was doing, blinked and looked at her inquisitively, as did those around her.
“What's the matter?” he asked anxiously.
“I’m going to the infirmary”
“Are you okay? Do you feel any pain?" Leon was confused, while Nam Shin couldn’t help but furrow his brows as she sighed.
“No. It’s… just a headache, don’t follow me” Without caring, she had already left.
Looking at the way Leon was acting.
The remaining five were surprised at his interest, while Leroy felt confused.
“What’s wrong with him? He was fine this morning”
“Ah!” Nam Shin pursed his lips and didn’t answer.
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On the other hand, Skyler silently watched her quietly enter and lie down on the bed to rest as if she were at home.
For a while, he remained quiet, looking at her, then straightened up and took a few steps closer.
"How are you?"
He asked, taking a seat next to the bed as he pushed some of her small, rebellious bangs away from her forehead and looked.
"I'm fine" she whispered.
She was so obedient and had a seasoned temperament that he could pet her head and pet her.
“Surely, you didn't come here for that alone, did you?” He pursed his lips in a low, questioning voice, and she opened her eyes and looked.
“Ah… I guess” she mumbled with sleepy eyes, resting one arm over that clear, soft forehead of hers and pondered.
They both made eye contact.
“The atmosphere outside was noisy. My cat is hungry, feed him” she said in a sleepy tone and an innocent, childlike look that made him freeze in place, unable to comprehend.
Looking closely, he noticed a quiet movement inside a designated pocket from her backpack and then he reached out to take it, opening the zipper.
He was fascinated with the raised eyebrows.
He smiled, then pulled the black cat up and examined it carefully in his arms, rubbing him.
The little black, by now, had bared his fangs in protest and looked extremely beautiful and truly pitiful.
'His lady, she didn't care about his dignity at all'
Every time he met a new person for the first time, he was met with the same reaction and treatment.
Even if he was a rare beauty, this may spoil him.
“Meow~”
With a simple meow, Skye loosened his grip around him to get free.
After that, he quickly took out the cat food, then prepared his plate with all its contents and presented it to him, turning towards her.
"What's the matter? Are you okay? Speak up"
Upon looking, he had been completely silenced. The person who came here to talk had already fallen asleep.
Sigh.
Caroline, who felt his light gaze towards her, adjusted her position a little, after a quarter of an hour. Her idly gaze settled on him amidst eye contact, then he added.
"How are you now?" He looked helpless and felt a headache.
The many words he wanted to say since the last time got stuck in his throat for a moment and then he was swallowed.
The relationship between doctor and patient had always been based on objectivity. So, it was natural for him to ask with signs of interest.
"I live well, I always eat delicious food, I enjoy life as it should be.."
'..inside the bird cage, for fear that I would be preyed upon by the wolf!'
"Thank you~" she murmured.
Her tone was also clear and stable, neither too fast nor too slow, but the long and purposeful meaning behind it was clear and bitter.
"Haaah~" sighed.
Usually, it was really hard for her to form even one long sentence a day or talk to others.
Often she gave only simple gestures and a brief answer.
Now, despite his awareness, he seemed happy with his glowing features because of their improvement.
“Good, that’s very good. You can even come to my house and spend the holidays, my wife welcomes you!” When he spoke like that, she almost forgot his real age.
Her legs swung in the air unconsciously, then she smiled temporarily palely, expressing her position.
“Then I’ll bother you!”
This was tantamount to approval.
After some time, the room finally fell into peace and Skyler returned to his work.
He wore rectangular prescription glasses with a metal frame and fine edges, then got busy with his computer.
“See you later,” she said, preparing to leave with a wave.
When he raised his eyebrows again, her shadow had already passed, and she closing the door behind her, and he sighed.
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