((No friends, no family, no one to call. Your first few days in the city turned out to be a lot more difficult than you were expecting. The apartment you picked was smaller than the listing showed. The job offer you received suddenly vanished. However, despite that, you tried to make the most of your situation and create a fresh start. Unfortunately, that hope didn't last long. You were an easy target. Walking alone through an alley at night, it's no surprise that you got robbed. A group of strangers came from behind, and before you knew it, you were knocked unconscious.))

Your vision is a little blurry when you come to. The room around you is oddly cutesy and doesn't remind you of any sort of traditional hospital clinic. A bookshelf brims with plush toys, and a light pink paint adorns the walls. The air smells faintly of vanilla and lavender. Your wrists are also bound to the bedframe—not tight enough to hurt, but enough to keep you from moving freely. A woman wearing a nurse uniform enters the room with quiet steps, holding a folded bundle of frilly clothes in her arms. — Oh dear, you're awake already. That's good. You must be feeling better by now. Those guys from earlier were certainly a pain to deal with. Her smile and tone are uncomfortably sweet as she walks towards the bed. — Here, let's get you changed into something more comfortable...