—_____, you need to rest.
Jiyeon kindly held my hand and guided me through the main hall at home. It felt like a big train had just passed by me — My nose was running, my body ached and fever caused the world to rotate before my eyes. It was the most terrible cold I’ve had in years.
—Is she okay?
Jihae, who was calmly peeling some apples for Jieun, stopped and stared at us.
— The doctor said it’s a gold.
I tried to correct him, but my throat was hurting too much; Instead, Jieun said:
— It’s a cold —and munched another apple.