Lina sat at her usual lunch table with all of her friends, all of them speaking loudly around her as she kept her head down on her arm. Her throbbing head was sending enough force through her ears to bomb everyone in the cafeteria.
She closed her eyes and began to count down from 1,000 in her head, slowly dozing off...
"LINA!" A hand slammed itself down on the table in front of her, and Lina was jumping up, her arms and legs shaking. She looked up to see her annoying friend and low-key crush of three years, Lee Donghyuck.
She opened her mouth to yell at him like she usually would, but didn't have the energy, nor the vocal chords, to do so. She just rolled her eyes and put her head back down, her eyelids falling again.
Hyuck tilted his head to look at her with a confused expression before seating himself next to her. "You still got that sick thing going on?" he asked. She nodded slowly, not opening her eyes. He put a hand on her head. "Dude, you're burning up. Let me take you to the nurse."
"I'm fine," she said through a torn up throat.
"Mhm, okay. You sound like Billy Joel with that raspy voice of yours. Let's go." He took one of her arms in his hands and pulled at it, eventually getting her to open her eyes and stand up. "Atta girl."
He practically dragged her to the nurse, her eyelids barely staying open. "I might pass out," she whispered. He stopped and looked over at her, concern all over his face.
"Are you serious?" he asked. She nodded, not being able to keep eye contact with him. He groaned and suddenly swept her off of her feet, carrying her the rest of the way to the nurse's office. "I told you to go to the doctor a week ago," he said in frustration.
"And I told you to fuck off," she mumbled into his chest. He smirked and carried her into the office, the two nurse's standing up at the sight of weak Lina.
"Why do you always choose to pick a fight with me?" he asked. Lina found enough strength to look up at him with an expression that said, 'Are you kidding?'
She ended up just chuckling and replying, "I thought that's how you like me."
"It is," he answered, dropping her onto one of the nurse's beds before walking out of the office. Lina would have bitterly watched him walk away or yelled at him for leaving her alone at any other time, but she was too sick and tired to even lift her head.
God, he was such a dick sometimes.
Lina woke up a few hours later in her bed at home, the smell of tteokbokki filling her nostrils. Her mom knew it was her favorite, and was probably downstairs making it to help her recover.
She already felt better, her drowsiness completely slept off, though her headache hadn't been shaken. She sat up and groaned at the sharp pain in her skull before putting on her slippers and walking downstairs.
She had remembered bits and pieces about leaving school: Her dad coming to pick her up and half-carrying her out of the building, the sound of his voice calling the doctor from the car, and the silence of the stopped car when he had run into the pharmacy to get some medicine for her.
"Lina? Is that you?" her mother called out, listening to the sounds of her daughter's footsteps on the stairs.
"Yeah, it's me. What time is it?" Her voice was still raspy.
"It's 6. You left school at 12, remember?" Her mom looked up as Lina entered the kitchen. A pot of her favorite dish was cooking on the stove, her stomach growling at the smell.
"Yeah...I think. I don't know. That smells amazing." She wandered over to the pot and looked in, taking whiffs of the delightful scent. "You made a little much, don't you think, mom?" Lina asked.
Her mom turned with a smile. "Actually, we have a visitor coming for dinner tonight. That boy that you like hanging out with so much. What's his name-Donghyun?"
Lina's eyes went wide. "You invited Donghyuck here for dinner?!"
"Oh, that's it, Donghyuck. Eh, I was close," her mom spoke to herself.
"MOM."
"Yes, I invited him here. He was nice enough to call and check up on you. He's very witty, you know. Much less dry than that other friend you bring around...what's his name-Jeno?"
"I'll have you know that Jeno is not dry. And he's much less of a dick than Hyuck," Lina grunted.
"Language!"
Lina rolled her eyes and sat down at the table, putting her chin in her hands. "I can't believe you invited Hyuck here. We can barely be around each other in school without being at each other's throats, I don't know how we'll survive in my own home."
"Just be nice. He's probably on his way here right now."
"I can't believe my tteokbokki is going to be ruined by that jacka-," her words were cut off by the doorbell ringing. "Shit," she muttered, getting out of her chair.
"Language!"
