It was Sunday morning. I expected Raihan to still be buried under his blankets, but surprisingly, he was already awake before me.
I slowly pushed myself up from the bed, only to be struck by a sharp, throbbing migraine that spread across my temples.
“Ugh… fuck.”
The sound of my discomfort immediately caught his attention.
“Are you okay?” Raihan asked.
“Yeah… I’m fine,” I replied, pressing a hand against my forehead. “Just a slight headache.”
Without wasting a second, he walked toward the first aid kit.
Click.
The box opened, and moments later, he returned with a painkiller and a glass of water.
Clink.
“Here.”
“Let me help you with that,” I said, reaching out.
But the moment our hands touched, everything shifted.
Thud…….Our bodies collided unexpectedly, and before I could stead
