The Feverish, Young-Jae

She looked at Young-Jae sleeping peacefully and then looked at the laptop. She disconnected the charger of the laptop and closed the lid. After picking up the laptop with its charger, she closed the door of Young-Jae's room and went to her room and took Young-Jae's laptop with her.

As she moved closer to her room she could hear her phone ringing. One full ring but she was still on her way. The phone rang again. She ran and placed the laptop on her table. She looked at the phone, it was Yong-Sun. She picked up the call.

"Are you okay? Is he okay? Is everything okay? Why were you not picking up the call? Do you need me there?" shouted Yong-Sun in a single breath.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Calm down!" comforted Ashma. "Everyone is fine. Why are you so worked up?"

"Do you have any idea how many times I called every one of you? I called harabuhji, I called In-Ho and I called you but no one picked up the call," shouted Yong-Sun, angrily.