Lenford: Ignorance is Just as Cruel

"...ke up! Oi! Why are you sweating so much?! Lenford! Oi!" I yelled as I tapped Lenford's cheeks with my palm, trying to wake him up.

Lenford groaned and wrapped his arms around my back, grasping my cardigan tightly in his hands.

"Ah! Oi! Don't hug me! Eww, you're so sticky and sweaty! How did you get like this in only 20 minutes?" I asked as I tried to pull him off of me.

My cardigan is a new one I bought from HJK, it cost me so much. I brought it to impress Doyle but it didn't seem to work. Not only that it's going to get stretched out by Lenford if I keep struggling...

I patted Lenford's back, calming him down. I had no idea why he was shivering or soaked in cold sweat but I knew that I just wanted my cardigan to maintain its original shape.

"-elp me..." Lenford whined.

"What?" I asked again but Lenford seemed to have passed out.

I scratched the back of my head as I glanced at the head buried in my chest.