I heard voices around me and I wanted to open my eyes, but they felt way too heavy.

"How is she?" I heard a voice coming from afar or at least it seemed like that.

"She is fine, but she needs to rest. She is exhausted. Her body gave up because she couldn't handle not being able to rest." Another voice answered. "Minho, people have to rest. I understand you want to make her as good as she can get, but the more you push, the more tired she gets and when a body gives up, recovery takes even longer than a resting period. She will not be able to train for at least three to five days."

"I'm such a slinthead. I should have paid more attention to the signs. But why on earth did she not tell me?" He asked annoyance clearly showing in his voice while the other party let out an awkward laughter.

"I wouldn't have done it either. You can be quite creepy, shank." He chuckled. "You have been nagging her about how weak she is for as long as I can remember. Did you really think she would actually tell you when she felt unwell? Because I don't." I heard the other sigh and I finally started opening my eyes. At first I had to close them back straight away as the immediate light made me feel uncomfortable, but I kept trying. Finally I could keep them open, even though I kept blinking continuously. I looked to the side and saw Jeff and Minho talking. I coughed to get their attention as words didn't seem to want to leave my lips. Both of them came up to me and I received a glass of water from Jeff. He helped me to sit up until I drank and made me lay down when I finished. Quite forcefully to be completely honest.

"How are you feeling?" Minho asked. I remembered I passed out in the middle of the training and it made me feel guilty. I was about to get up, when Jeff pushed me back again, but this time gently.

"You are not going anywhere." His eyes widened in disbelief. "You passed out. I'm not letting you out of my sight for a few more hours. I looked at Minho pleading, but he seemed to be on the same page. I sighed in disagreement.

"Why did I pass out?" I asked looking up at Jeff.

"Your body was exhausted. You should have rested." I scoffed.

"Tell that to my trainer. He seems to be made out of machinery to be able to go without rest."

"It's already taken care of." He replied and looked at Minho who nodded in agreement. Jeff walked out of the room leaving Minho and I behind.

"How are you?" He asked again and for some reason he actually sounded genuinely interested.

"I'm fine. I'm not even sure why I have to stay here." I sighed at the thought of not being able to train.

"You might feel better, but your body needs to recover. You exhausted all your energy." He explained looking straight into my eyes. "And... I owe you an apology. I'm sorry for not paying attention to you when you needed the most." I smiled at him. I appreciated his effort for apologising.

"It's okay. I'm all good now." He shook his head.

"You will be good. For now you need to rest." He replied gently but clearly showing his authority.

"How long was I out?"

"About 12 hours, I'd say." My eyes widened and I started getting out of the bed. "What are you doing?" He was clearly questioning my sanity.

"I was out for 12 hours, why on earth would I stay here any longer?" I argued and pushed his hands away when he tried to stop me. "I'm out of here." I said and stood up. But I immediately regretted it when I started feeling dizzy. Minho pushed me back on the mattress and I even forgot to resist.

"That is why you have to stay." He sighed at my stupidity. "Jeff wouldn't have said to stay if he didn't mean it. He knows his job. Trust him." He reassured me. "I have to go back now. Try to stay put and rest. No wondering around without Jeff's approval." I felt being bossed around, but I didn't mind. I nodded in agreement and watched him leave the room.

I felt useless laying around doing nothing. I also felt happy for the attention I received from Minho. I started thinking if Newt was actually right. What if I started to like him? What then? He is so focused on his job, he wouldn't have time for such things. And the fact that we were always fighting with each other also made me question if having feelings for him didn't interfere with my training.

I was lost in my thoughts when I heard the door open. A blonde mess of hair appeared behind it.

"Are you awake?" Newt asked.

"No, I'm sleeping." I said rolling my eyes. He chuckled and let himself in.

"I can see that." He had a cheeky smirk sitting on his face. "Are you feeling better?" He sat down on the edge of the mattress.

"I'm okay. I will recover quickly." I reassured him.

"You got us worried. Everyone saw you pass out." I felt embarrassed. I pulled the cover over my head to hide myself, but Newt pulled it down to look at me. "Stop hiding, we really were worried."

"Yeah and now everyone thinks that I really am just a weakling. So proud of myself!" I said cynically.

"No-one thought that you were weak. We knew Minho was pushing you to your limits and it was very clear in the last few days that you were tired. You ate less, you had dark circles under your eyes and you had very clearly less energy. When we saw you pass out, we thought it was more serious, but luckily it wasn't." He let out a relieved sigh.

"How did I get here?" I asked curiously.

"Minho picked you up and brought you here. I think he felt guilty for pushing you to your limit." He smirked. "He looked like a hero carrying you to the Med-hut."

"Yay!" I replied with an annoyed expression.

"So how are things going between you two?" He winked at me with a know-it-all expression sitting across his face. My eyes widened at his sudden change of subject.

"Woah, what are you talking about?" I questioned him.

"Come on, you very well know what I mean. Every time I bring this subject up, you blush." He smirked and I touched my face. It felt warmer than usual. "Yep, you are red indeed." He laughed out loud. I didn't know how to react. I still remembered him telling Minho about his name. I wasn't sure if I could trust him and I wasn't even sure I had genuine feelings towards him.

"I told you to stop it. There is nothing between us." I replied and crossed my arms in front of my chest.

"Sure, sure. We will come back to this subject later on." He grinned at me and stood up to leave. I just sat on my mattress rolling my eyes as he walked out.