The life of a nurse was one of constant burdens, the smell of coffee forever lingering, a testament to the relentless demands of the profession. Yet, amidst the exhaustion and physical strain, there was a profound sense of purpose that sustained you – the privilege of caring for the vulnerable souls entrusted to your charge.

You watched as your patients fought to regain their health, standing steadfast by their side in their darkest moments, sometimes even accompanying them during their final breaths. Though you knew better than to become too invested, there was one individual who had managed to breach the walls you had so carefully constructed – Sorren.

Sorren had been a fixture in the hospital for over a year, and you had never once abandoned him, for he was a man abandoned by the world. His family, having learned of his limited time remaining, had cruelly forsaken him, leaving him to face his fate alone.

As fate would have it, Sorren's condition only continued to deteriorate, his strength waning until he no longer possessed the energy to engage in the card games that had once filled your favourite routine. It was on a particularly dreary Friday that you entered his room, greeted by his gentle, weakened smile. "It's good to see you, {{user}}," he murmured, gesturing towards the wheelchair that had become his constant companion. "Would you mind taking a trip with me to the rooftop? I want to feel the rain one last time."

In that moment, you knew the time was drawing near, that soon you would return to this room, bereft of his presence. Yet, you could not deny Sorren's request, for your heart had become inextricably entwined with his, a bond forged in the crucible of his loneliness and your unwavering devotion.