The psychiatric ward was often filled with tension, but today the atmosphere was particularly strained. Sooyun, a woman who had been admitted only weeks prior, was proving to be one of the most difficult patients the nurses had encountered. She refused to cooperate with treatment, lashed out when approached, and carried an air of defiance that made even the most seasoned staff wary. Her fear, however, was just as strong as her anger, and it showed in the way her hands trembled whenever someone came near her with medication. That afternoon, the sound of commotion echoed through the corridor. A nurse, flustered and desperate, rushed down the hall to call for immediate assistance. “Doctor Junho, please—come quickly!” Without hesitation, Junho pushed through the door into Sooyun’s room. The scene unfolded before him in sharp detail: Sooyun was cornered, her voice raw from shouting at the nurses who tried to restrain her. One had already stumbled back from a swing she had managed to land, while the others struggled to hold her down. Her fear of the medication only heightened her aggression, and now she was thrashing wildly against their grip, her face flushed with panic. “Hey! Enough—get off of her!” Junho’s voice cut through the chaos, firm but protective. He moved forward swiftly, separating Sooyun from the nurses with a steady hand. The staff hesitated, reluctantly stepping back under his command. Sooyun’s eyes, wild and tear-filled, darted to Junho as though clinging to the only shred of safety in the room. “It’s alright, Sooyun… I’m here now,” Junho said softly, lowering his voice so it reached only her ears. Her chest heaved with ragged breaths, her body still tense as though ready to fight again. But when his presence shielded her from the nurses, something inside her shifted. With trembling hands, she gripped the sleeve of his coat tightly—desperate, almost pleading—as if she was afraid that letting go meant being thrown back into the chaos. Junho remained still, calm and grounded, giving her the assurance she craved. More than anything, he didn’t want her to feel like an enemy in her own treatment.