The Academy’s Deceased Ate It All

"Here."

"Oh, thanks."

When I handed her the handkerchief I'd soaked in cold water, Yu-na took it carefully and pressed it to her eyes.

We'd moved somewhere out of the way to talk, and the spot was so out of the way it didn't even have a bench or a trash can.

"Sit on this. The ground's going to be freezing."

I gave her a small smile as she made to perch on the edge of a flowerbed.

The blanket Lee Ye-eun had given me as a gift was inside the bag I was carrying.

I'd brought it along to warm up with after training, and as I held it out, I thought I'd never expected to use it like this—but she shook her head firmly.

"No, you're still a patient, Ji-hyeok. You can't let yourself get cold. So just use it yourself."