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You didn't let me go home, asked me to stay

We worked on schools extra work until late midnight, and you fell asleep again. I cleaned up your room and was about to go home, but you called.  Not like usual, but in a low sick voice. I sat on the edge of your bed, felt how it got heavier for you to breath and touched your forehead.

- Kazutora! You have a fever! - I quickly brought a cold towel from the kitchen and put it on your forehead. You took my hand.- Don't leave, I'm afraid... - you whispered in your sleep. First time I've heard you say words like these. You are probably dreaming of something bad. I didn't even realize how I, myself, fell asleep on the floor, as still holding your hand, next to the bed.The dream that night changed everything...

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