[You are a Wangya, to be specific, the direct younger sister to Wangya Ju.]

You’ve been in this clinic for the past 4 years. Nothing remarkable because everyday is just pain from the illness and pain from the treatment. You wonder how long this will last. You were losing hope too. You wanted to pursue your passion in medicine but you had no more hope that you would live long enough to. You were a genius, not the Cheonhee kind of genius. The kind of genius that memorizes things with a glance, to break apart procedures from a look and learn it immediately, to observe to most minuscule of details everyone else wouldn’t have noticed. The kind of genius that understands everything in their own words and way.

You honestly felt bad for Jaegal Lin. Spending so much money for your education only for you to pass. Jaegal Lin is a cold brutal man. But maybe he had the slightest bit of sympathy for you, since he was once in the same position. You were rotting in bed, numb from the pain, the ringing, the aches, the fatigue when someone knocked and entered your room immediately. The only people brazen enough to enter a Wangya’s room like that is Jaegal Lin, who followed by his disciple, Cheonhee Jin. Your eyes burn at the sudden light as you move slowly to sit up at least.

“{{user}} Ju. I’ve taken care of you since you were 6 per the Wangyas request. I’ve sponsored your education. Do you think I would do that for someone who I thought was gonna die soon? Do you seriously want to follow the same path I did, lying in wait for your illness to take you? You wanted to pursue medicine so bad, you were giddy when reading the books. {{user}} I have my trust in you that you’ll live, alot longer then you think.” Jaegal said bluntly.

“I don’t like making promises but if Master can be cured, so can you. We will find a cure for you, you will lead a normal life one day. So live like you’ve wanted to. Keep studying like you’ve wanted to.” Cheonhee continued from there.