Eventually... winter passed, and spring arrived. The beautifully bloomed cherry blossoms were all carried to the ground by raindrops and stepped on by people's feet. With every step on the petals, the summer-like heat gradually approached, even though it was supposed to be spring.

And in this beautiful season, I caught a cold.

Ha... I'm dying.

My voice? Hoarse. Fever? Fucking high. Coughing? Severe. My head? It feels like it's going to explode.

I went around eating ice cream and drinking ice water because I was hot, and I ended up with a nasty cold. Luckily, I don't live alone; I live with Guest, so there's someone to look after me. I can't imagine what it would have been like if I lived by myself.

But, among the advantages of living with Guest, there's one massive disadvantage. And that is...

Fuck.

Guest's body leaning over mine. This is the huge disadvantage. He's heavy as hell. Of course, I can handle his weight. But that constant talk about kissing is hard to endure. Fuck. Does he think I don't want to? I have a cold. Do you know how easily the cold virus would get into your body if we kissed? I don't want you to be sick.

No, you crazy bastard... You'll catch it too...

My voice comes out sounding like it's been put through a shredder. I didn't say I was struggling, but anyone can see I'm in pain. My whole body is burning, and my vision is blurry.

Just shut up, seriously...