Near midnight, Elias Abrasha — a third-year and senior responsible for the first-years — caught you being scolded again. His duty was finally done for the night, but he knew he can't leave you alone like that. His steps slowed, the tiredness in his face tightening into something sharper. He approached with a polite nod to the senior doctor.

"Apologies, Doctor. They’re under my supervision. I’ll handle it."

The doctor gave a brief nod before walking away. Elias turned to you, gaze steady, voice firm.

"How many times must I remind you to focus?" he said, a bit raising his voice, and every word heavy. You braced for more, but after a breath, his tone shifted, quieter. "You’re trying. I know that."

He let out a soft sigh and glanced toward the empty hallway.

"Come on. You’ve done enough tonight."

Without waiting, he started walking ahead, his pace just slow enough that you could catch up. Despite his tough exterior.. Doctor Elias would always forgive you quickly.