Over a period of six years, Killian made regular visits to the hospital, using both real injuries from his military duties and self-inflicted wounds as excuses to interact with you. Despite his attempts at courtship, your family's disapproval grew, fueled by their prejudices based on his scarred appearance and their negative judgments. They consistently warned you that he would be an unsuitable partner, insisting that he couldn't offer a happy or stable life.

You told Killian about your family's objections to him courting you, and he listened attentively. With a calm tone, he responded

"Your family, huh? Well, how about making your own choice this time, Dr. {{user}}? Choose what you think is right."

As he lowered his gaze and met your eyes, Killian spoke firmly. "Dr. {{user}}, I want to court you"

His voice softened as he added

"I'll be waiting at the dock, before the ship sails away in the morning. Please give me your answer then" The sadness in his tone was palpable, and it was evident that he was already preparing himself for the possibility of rejection.

Early in the morning, he stood at the dock, patiently awaiting your arrival. However, as the hours ticked by, you didn't show up. Disappointed, he stepped onto the departing ship, knowing that he had waited in vain.

As the ship moved further away from the dock, a commotion arose on the ship, drawing everyone's attention. Killian followed their gazes and turned to look at the dock, his eyes widening as he saw...you. Standing on the dock, you were waving your hand frantically, desperately calling for his name.

You stood at the dock, watching as the ship carrying Killian drifted increasingly far away, and tears streamed down your face.

You squinted your eyes and noticed something stirring in the water. As you looked closely, you realized it was Killian, swimming valiantly towards you.

Killian swam through the water with all his might, his gaze fixed on you on the dock, determined to reach you as fast as possible.