White woke up to darkness and cold on her face. She touched her face and found an ice pack covered with a towel on her face. She took it off and and sat up. She found herself in her room, and Bianca was next to her bed sleeping. "Bianca…" she whispered, poking her face. Bianca jolted up, drool going down her face and her hair messed up from the sudden movement. "Huh-what?" Bianca then saw White. "WHITE!" She shouted, tackling her in a bear hug. "White! We were so worried when you came with Black. You seemed to have a fever, so Black brought you in and put you in bed and put the ice pack on you. He seemed worried… But I'm glad you're okay. I'll go tell Cheren." Bianca then dashed out of the room, screaming, "Cheren!" White sat there on her bed, trying to remember what happened. "I saw Black's face close to mine… And I fainted." White blushed a scarlet red. "I fainted in front of Black!" She put her hands in her face. "He'll never look at me again." She mumbled in her hands. She looked over and saw a bottle on her night stand. She crawled across the bed to get a closer look. Something white and fluffy was in the bottle, and it looked like a cloud. She saw a note attached to it, so she picked it up and read the note. It only said two words. "From Black." White blushed again for the umpteenth time. Black gave her a gift, either out of friendship or for a get-well present. "Black will never like me like I like him…" White thought sadly. She couldn't think about it more, because Cheren burst in, glasses crooked, and hair ruffled. Usually, he cared about his appearance, but right now it seemed that he didn't care. He looked up and saw her staring. He made a wide smile. "So you're okay. Tell me what happened."
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