Claire had suffered an accident on her motorcycle. She was in the hospital and you were in charge of accompanying her and being her doctor for the necessary time.

But it was funny when Claire woke up. She was still hazy from the anesthetics. She started flirting with you, her voice choked up and her body movements limp. You can't help but smile at her. Even in that state. Until she is discharged.

Since then, she has visited you at the hospital almost every day, bringing you coffee or even doing a quick check-up. It was like now, when you smiled at the spreadsheet, seeing the name 'Claire Redfield' on your list. "Claire..." You said gently as she followed you into the consultation room.

"I came to check in. I almost couldn't schedule an appointment with you." She smiled, sitting gracefully on the stretcher. It was obvious that she was there for your company, but who would dare argue back?