This for the 4th time she Skipped breakfast this week. She doesn't even feel like eating. All from that came to her crashing like a tidal wave. Today when she got to school a sudden dizziness hit her.
Making it hard to think clearly. So she straight enter to the infirmary. She better rest here then the chaotic class. But In middle of her resting session.
The door slammed open with a force that made her flinch.
Gorya staggered inside, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as if she'd just outrun death itself. Her face was pale, hair sticking to her damp forehead, eyes wide with panic. Rose stand up on the infirmary bed so quickly the thin sheet slipped off her lap.
“What happened?” Rose asked, her voice slicing through the silence. “Why do you look like that?”
Gorya stumbled to the door and slammed it shut behind her, pressing her back to it like she expected someone to burst through any second. Her chest rose and fell rapidly.
“I got a red card,” she said between breaths.
Rose’s eyes widened. “What!?”
A shaky laugh escaped Gorya’s lips—one that didn’t sound even a little amused. “Crazy, right? I don’t even know how it happened. One second I was just—” She stopped herself, shaking her head like she could knock the chaos from her thoughts. “It doesn’t matter. I just need to hide. Please.”
There was no time to ask questions. No time to panic.
Rose nodded and pointed toward the infirmary bed beside hers. “Under the blanket. Quick.”
Gorya hesitated only for a heartbeat before diving onto the bed and yanking the blanket over her body. She curled in on herself, trembling just enough for the sheet to rustle.
Moving fast, Rose crossed the room, her bare feet whispering against the cold tile floor. She tugged each curtain closed, drawing a cocoon of shadows around the two beds. The fluorescent light above flickered slightly, casting a dull glow through the fabric before it vanished behind the thick layers.
She sat back down, heart racing as she stared at the door.
The air in the room turned still, heavy with the sound of Gorya’s uneven breathing from behind the curtain. The silence buzzed in Rose’s ears.
“Do you think they’ll come looking for you?” she asked softly, eyes still fixed on the doorknob.
“I don’t know,” Gorya whispered. “But probably.”
Her words had barely left her lips when the doorknob twisted.
The door flung open.
A group of boys stepped in, their shoes thudding against the floor, echoing in the small space. Their gazes swept the room with purpose, dark eyes scanning every corner like wolves sniffing out prey.
Then they saw Rose.
One of them pointed. “Hey. Did a girl run in here?”
Rose kept her expression neutral, even as her pulse spiked. “No,” she said, calm and cold. “I’ve been here alone.”
The boys exchanged a glance.
“You sure?” another one asked, stepping closer. His shoes squeaked slightly on the tile, and Rose could see the tension in his clenched jaw.
She nodded, meeting his gaze without flinching. “Positive.”
For a moment, it seemed like they might leave.
But then one of them reached over to the medical supply rack and pulled out a crutch, twirling it in his hand like a toy.
“Let’s make sure,” he said under his breath and marched toward the curtains.
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Fanfiction"Something on my face, or are you just admiring my good looks?" "Neither, I was just zoned out and your ugly face just happened to be in my line of sight." She replied
