Chapter 3:25 Dec 20xx

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Hinata POV:
Today I feel sick. My head is pounding and I'm aching all over. I look around for the toilet but I realise it's not my room. There are people sleeping around me who I don't recognise. Only one of them is awake, his hair looks like a pudding. I think I looked very weird just standing there, he said the toilet was to the left.  I felt nauseous once again and ran to the toilet to throw up. While I am throwing up, I can feel someone rubbing my back. I spin around quickly and saw the pudding haired boy kneeling behind me. He shyly asked if I was okay. That's really sweet of him! After throwing up a few more times, I caught my breath and cleaned myself up. We sat down in their room and talked. I asked about the game he was playing, his name and what he planned to do that day. I soon discover he plays volleyball for Nekoma team. When I was about to leave, he asked me if I still felt sick. When I was talking to him, I didn't feel anything however the sick feeling was coming back.
Kenma POV:
Is it just my imagination or is Shoyo a bit pale? I touch his forehead and he's burning up. I grab a thermometer and measure his temperature. He seems confused about my aghast expression. It's 39.9 degrees celcius! I asked if there was anyone to take care of him at home. He said no and was curious why I asked him. Not long after, he passed out. I am freaking out right now, but Kuroo has taught me what to do if someone collapses. I felt his pulse, he's still breathing, I listen, he's sleeping. It's funny that I am worrying about Shoyo when I just met him.
*Nekoma team except Kenma:We woke up to the sound of Kenma shuffling around. He seemed panicky, unusually. Kuroo questioned if something was the matter. Kenma asked for ice cubes. Yaku was confused but upon seeing a boy lying in Kenma's futon, he understood the situation and gave roles to the rest to help the boy. Kuroo helped Kenma calm down.Fukunaga brought ice to make a ice pillow for the boy, while Lev went to buy medicine. Not long after, it was time for us to leave for Tokyo, so we left the boy in Kenma's hands. We're sure he'll do fine.

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Konnichiwa everyone. I hope you like the story so far.
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