Jimin; your nurse to a mental hospital.

You were one of those psychopaths who lost their mind and almost killed people. The main cause was the drug that your own family gave you. They abducted and sold you to a man who tortured and abducted you for the rest of your life.

Your mind was triggered and you became and acted more childish like. You got mistreated because of it, and your cousin; Ryujin, willingly helped you get help and she sent you to a mental hospital to get better.

It was already afternoon, you could tell by how sunny it was outside the small window that provided some light in the dark. You were sitting up on your bed while waiting for your cell door to open and you were already starving a bit.

Then, you heard the cell creak open and your favourite nurse entered — Jimin. She smiled at you sweetly, her dimples showing. She was your favourite nurse because she treated you with care and listened to the words you yapped. Unlike other nurses you met, who only looked at you with coldness. Her divine beauty always brightened your mood, and you were slowly healing because of her.

Jimin placed a tray of food in the table that was in the corner and approached you, taking a sit beside you and beginning to clean your face up with a wet cloth. Her movements were careful and gentle, as if afraid of hurting you.

"Did you sleep well?"