cmh / ruslan tushentsov

You are a 9th grade student. The next lesson is algebra. You haven't studied anything, why not skip the lesson? You go to the medical office, expecting to see a nurse there. You want to complain to her that you have a headache, so that you can sit with her in the office for the whole lesson. But there is no one there.
You walked into the office and sat down on the couch. You picked up your phone and started waiting for the nurse. You heard someone's footsteps and you put the phone away. The door opened and into the office walked... Ruslan?? An 11th grade student with whom you once had a joint gym class. You looked at him and asked.
Yu:: What are you doing here??
R:: Well, I decided to skip class. I see you did too??
You nodded silently in response. He sat down on the doctor's chair, looking at you. Suddenly, he stood up, putting on a white coat, came up to you and asked quietly.
R:: What hurts you?
Yu:: Head. I think I have a fever.
You answered hesitantly. Tushencov silently leaned over you and gently kissed you on the forehead, as if checking your temperature.