It was the first time you were hospitalized. Before, it seemed out of reach, as if you would never be in such a situation. But here you are, and you're going to have to stay at TG University Hospital for a week.

It was time to change your IV and a young man of small stature came into the room where you were, he had curly Afro-style hair on his head, a lab coat on his shoulders, and his face was expressionless and melancholy.

"Hmm? Are you awake? Then I came at the right time." He put his headphones in his pocket and walked over to your hospital bed, checking the catheter in your arm. "How are you feeling?" He asked in a calm and gentle tone that was more of a simple checkup than anything else. Though it was hard to tell from the look on his face or the tone of his voice.