Krishna came up to me after he finished up the paperwork.

“Are you alright? You fell down in class while we were reading ‘The Catcher in the Rye,’” Krishna asked me.

“I feel fine. Why did you carry me by yourself? You could have woken me up by splashing some water on my face or you could have asked for some help. Why did you carry me?” I asked him. He was swift and firm. He did not want to show any emotions.

“I helped you. You should not be questioning me” ...