Nkosi clenched his teeth in pain, clenched his hands into fists, and pursed his lips. Although his expression was melancholy, he pretended to be fine because he did not want to disturb other students attending the class. After returning home, he kept sweating and coughing, huddled in bed, thinking that everything would be fine, and facing AIDS cheerfully.

When the pain hit, he grasped the sheets tightly with both hands, and there was a lot of sweat on his forehead. The adoptive mother met. Feeling distressed, he wiped the sweat from Nkosi's forehead. Nkosi quickly put on a relaxed look and said, "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry about me."