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It was an ordinary day, no different from any other. As usual, Yeo-ju went to school today and absentmindedly glanced at Tae-hyun's seat.
‘Why isn’t it there?’
Yeoju thought to herself and sat down in her seat next to Taehyun.
“Yoon-ha, do you know why Tae-hyun didn’t come?”
“Oh, I heard from the guys earlier that you’re sick. Is it a cold?”
Suddenly, worries began to fill her mind. Then, the heroine immediately stood up and turned to someone.
“Hey Nam Do-hyun. Where is Kang Tae-hyun’s house?”
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After class, the first thing Yeoju did was contact Taehyun.
" hello? "
“Kang Tae-hyun, are you home now?”
" huh. "
“Are you alone?”
“Yeah. Because my mom is at work.”
“Okay, I get it.”
Yeoju quickened her pace. When she reached Taehyun's front door, she rang the doorbell and waved.
“Tiring - “
“Yeoju..?”
“Are you okay? Your face is really red.. Do you have a fever?”
“Yeah. I’m feeling a little under the weather. But what’s going on here?”
“I came here for a bit because you said you were sick. Are you okay?
Taehyun let out a short laugh and brought Yeoju into the house.
“Just sit here. I’ll have something to eat.”
"Hey, that's enough. A sick person should rest. Have you eaten?"
“No, not yet..”
“What time is it now! You must be hungry. What should I make for you?
Even if I die?
“It’s okay. Why is the customer cooking?”
The heroine grabbed Taehyun's arm as he was trying to get up and sat him back down on the chair.
"Hey, the patient needs to lie down. It doesn't matter if you do it quickly."
The female protagonist took out the ingredients and tools as if she was familiar with them and started cooking.
Taehyun thought this kind of female protagonist was cool.
After about 20 minutes, the silence was broken by the sound of a timer.
“Okay! Try it.”
“Thank you. This is the first time someone has taken such good care of me.”
Taehyun turned his head as if he was overcome with emotion for a moment, and Yeoju's heart ached at those words.
“Okay, let’s eat before it gets cold!”
The female protagonist handed Taehyun a spoon to break the gloomy atmosphere.
“Why..? Does it taste weird?”
“Haha, isn’t it so delicious?”
“Oh my... Thank goodness. Eat quickly and lie down.”
Yeoju took care of Taehyun until his mother came home that day, and returned home late at night.