Have Mercy ♱ JesBible ♱

Drenched

POV: Author
While writing i was vibing to this song. Enjoy!

Bible felt much better after two days of rest at home. His sleep had improved, and the nights weren't nearly as bad as that first fevered nightmare.

What a wild fever, he thought, recalling the strange hallucination of the dark figure that had haunted him. He'd never experienced anything like it and couldn't shake a lingering unease as he prepared to return to school. He'd missed class, and Mr. Jespipat, as Bible had already learned, wasn't exactly understanding when it came to students missing his lessons.

Still, he couldn't shake the memory of Mr. Jespipat's unexpectedly caring visit to the quiet room. Bible felt his cheeks heat up, and his palms grew sweaty as he remembered how close the teacher had been, even touching his forehead.

It was a strange, unexpected gesture from someone as cold and distant as Mr. Jespipat, and the feelings it stirred up felt almost forbidden.

Bible quickly brushed it off, reminding himself that he was his teacher... and also a man. Why am I even thinking like this? he scolded himself.

Today was Sports Day, and Bible couldn't wait. He'd always been active, and physical exercise helped clear his mind. Yes, this is exactly what I need, he thought, ready to sweat it out and bring his weakened body back to full strength.

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"Are you feeling better?" Natty called out, sprinting over from her class group to where Bible and Fuaiz were standing, slightly out of breath.

"Yes, much better," Bible replied with a smile.

"That fever hit you hard, but I'm glad you're back," she said, her cheeks rosy.

"Yeah, yeah, he's back. Now you can go back to your class and stop nagging my ears off about him," Fuaiz teased with a playful grin.

"Fuaiz, stop!" she hissed, glaring at him.

"Guys, stop fighting," Bible said, shaking his head at their childish antics.

"So, you're back?" a sudden deep voice spoke from beside Bible, just as he was stretching and warming up. Bible glanced up, squinting against the sunlight. The towering figure standing over him gave him an eerie chill—the outline oddly reminded him of the dark figure from his fevered night.

Standing up straight, he took a breath of relief as he recognized Mr. Jespipat in gym attire. His shirt clung slightly to his chest, revealing firm muscles beneath, and his arms looked strong, clearly defined.

Bible gulped, and a quick glance told him Fuaiz had the same reaction, staring with barely disguised admiration, almost drooling.

Bible gave Fuaiz a quick side punch to snap him out of his obvious admiration, causing Fuaiz to hiss in mild pain.

"Good morning, Mr. Jespipat! Wow, do you train often?" Fuaiz asked, still grinning and ignoring Bible's scolding completely.

Jespipat raised an eyebrow, his expression as unreadable as ever.

"Good morning, sir," Bible greeted him politely.

"Are you up for sports, or would you prefer to sit out for today's Sports Day?" Jespipat asked, his tone almost neutral but with a hint of scrutiny.