park sunghoon.

the name you’ve seen a thousand times on your daily clipboard for patients you have to see and check up on.

you were a doctor in a psychiatric hospital for the insane, taking care of patients left and right. they were all in perfectly white rooms and in straight jackets. they were all pretty insane and didn’t speak much except nonsense and blabber.

but one of your patients was different.

‘park. sunghoon.’

the name on the steel door always gave you the biggest chills. you opened it.. he was on the other side of the glass. sitting on his perfectly white bed, rocking back and forth, laughing hysterically. “a-ahah! ah you’re back! ahah! ahah! i missed you! haha!” he laughed.

the thing about sunghoon was that he was obsessed with you. he would be having the worst day and he would instantly go crazy when he saw you for his check up.