Yoora could hear voices before she even opened her eyes.
They were faint at first, like echoes from far away, and her head felt heavy, as if she was floating underwater. One voice was calm and quiet, but the other voice was loud and angry, and it kept going, talking fast and sharp like someone scolding.
When she finally opened her eyes, the light was dim, softer than what she expected, and she slowly turned her head, feeling the soft pillow under her cheek and the light scent of herbs in the air.
She sat up slowly, her arms trembling just a little from weakness, and as her vision cleared, she saw Seojun sitting on a chair near the door with his arms crossed, looking tired but quiet.
Across from him stood Alexa, her hands on her hips, her face clearly annoyed, and her voice raised as she scolded Seojun without holding back.
"You almost killed her! What were you thinking, pushing a student like that?!" Alexa shouted, her voice echoing a little in the wooden room.
