Seiji awoke to the feeling of a wet cloth being placed on his forehead. He let out a soft sound and opened his eyes, blinking at the face staring back at him. For a second Seiji forgot where he was even at, causing him to jump a little in shock. The boy next to him yelped and dropped the cloth he was holding. He definitely had to be the small boy from 2 years ago.
"I'm sorry…" the boy said quietly, bowing his head. "It's just… You had a fever for a while and the others all went to the movies and… I wanted to make sure you were okay."
"Don't be sorry," Seiji said, holding onto his wrist. "I didn't mean to startle you."
"It's okay," the boy said softly. "Are you feeling better?"
"Much better, thank you," Seiji said with a soft smile. "You're Xiaosi, right?"
"I am," the boy said with a quick nod. "And you're Seiji."
"I am Seiji," Seiji said with a soft laugh. "It's really nice to meet you."
