Johanson had stayed up all night by Anna's side, giving her sips of water repeatedly, and making sure her fever subsided. Only when he was confident that the fever had broken did he allow himself to drift off into a weary sleep.
He didn't care about why Anna had gotten into a scuffle; his sole concern was whether she had been hurt. As long as she wasn't at a disadvantage, he would shoulder any burden for her, no matter how great.
The following day, as the fever finally broke, Anna woke up to find Johanson slumped on the couch, having stood guard over her. A wave of gratitude surged through her heart. No matter what hardships she faced, it was a blessing to have her big brother by her side.
She tiptoed out of bed, picked up a throw blanket, and gently draped it over the sleeping Johanson, stirring him from his light slumber.
Johanson's eyes, red with the strain of the night, blinked open. "Grace, you're awake? Feeling any better?"
"Yeah, I'm a lot better now, Johanson. Thanks for everything," Anna said, a hint of regret in her voice. "I made a mess yesterday, got punished by the teacher, and ended up embarrassing you."
Johanson sat up and felt Anna's forehead to make sure she no longer had a fever, and then he sighed, relieved. He ruffled her hair affectionately and chuckled, "Silly girl, if I can't protect you, who can? Don't worry; I've got your back."
Anna nodded, whispering the events of the previous day—how Cindy had provoked her by splashing water on her, how she couldn't hold back and they ended up fighting, and how the teacher punished her by making her write an apology letter.
Johanson frowned in displeasure. "Did your teacher just take Cindy's word for it?"
"Yes, the teacher said she saw me stepping on Cindy but didn't see Cindy hit me. She even said Cindy's family could buy dozens of schools with their money!"
"That's outrageous, blatant favoritism!" Johanson exclaimed, standing up from the couch. "I'm going to have a word with that teacher right now. Money isn't everything!"
Anna quickly grabbed his shirt. "No, Johanson, the teacher was right. When she came, I was on top of Cindy. There's no point in arguing."
"That doesn't make it okay. A teacher like that is a disgrace. I have to set things straight!" Johanson said, storming out the door.
Anna feared another confrontation with the teacher, and hurried after him, trying to calm him down. "Johanson, please don't be so angry. I'm fine now. There's no need to confront the teacher."
But Johanson's temper had flared up, especially after hearing that the teacher had openly sided with Cindy. He was determined to clear the air, or Anna would face the same issue again.
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