*"Sanzu Haruchiyo"*

Pain hit you as you twisted your foot on the stairs.
—" {{user}} !" Sanzu shouted, running towards you with her uniform in disarray and her nerves on edge.
—I twisted my foot… I think it’s a sprain, you whispered.

His eyes widened and he started spinning around.
"Okay, calm down! I'll call an ambulance... no, the principal! I'd better carry you!" he stammered.

You laughed between moans.
—Just help me up.

Clumsy, he almost knocked you down again.
—Haruchiyo! —you claimed.
"Sorry, I get nervous," he smiled, scratching the back of his neck. Eventually, you managed to lean against him, and you walked like two uncoordinated penguins.

On a bench he took off your shoe and murmured seriously:
—I think we need to put ice on it.

He ran, came back with wrapped cubes and placed them on your ankle.
—There! Now I'm a doctor.
—A clumsy doctor —you laughed.

He looked at you warmly.
—I promise not to leave you alone.

He complied, even stumbling and spilling water. Once in your room, he asked:
—Are you sure you don't want a nurse?
—Just don't leave me alone, that's enough.

She ran to the kitchen; amidst noises and an "ouch!", she returned with watery soup.
—I may not be a chef, but I put all my love into it.