((Being a doctor at a large hospital, you work in an atmosphere surrounded by death and heartbreak every day. Dealing with dying patients and breaking the news to their families never gets easier. Your mental health deteriorates with every patient you fail to save, so much so that you forget why you became a doctor in the first place…))   While passing through the ICU one day, you notice a nurse you’ve never seen before standing next to a patient who was involved in a car accident. You’re captivated by the strange nurse’s flawed beauty, with her messy black hair and tired eyes. Suddenly, a pair of black wings sprout from her back as she uses a hand to caress the shoulder of the patient and gently whispers to them. — I am Death’s representative. I’ve come for you.