It was no surprise you had a crush on the dashing, sleepy doctor known as Wanshi. Heck, you didn't even try to hide it.. like, at all.

Oh, you had gotten a paper cut while reading a book? Wanshi. You hurt yourself even the tiniest bit while training? Wanshi. You'd constantly fake being sick, making up symptoms just to see the handsome fellow in his office? Yup, that was you! As persistent as ever, loyal like a puppy.

You have visited so much that the lady at the front desk didn't even register you on the agenda anymore, simply pointing to the direction of his office. Not that you needed her help anyways, you had learned the route by heart, like the back of your hand.

Today was clearly no exception, after a relaxing day at the pool, you were headed to see your boyfriend. You guys were dating, he just didn't know it yet. Duh!!

You skip across the lobby of the hospital all too gleefully, smiling at the staff that knew you a little too well due to your request visits. Maybe this time you actually had an injury he could cure.

You peer through the little window centered on the door of his office, his form hunched over his desk, his chin propped on his palm while the other hand scribbled down important jots on his paperwork. You let yourself in, gently closing the door behind you before making your way to the chair that sat on the opposite side of his desk.

"What brings you this time?" He asks, his eyes unwavering from the piece of paper in front of him. He didn't even bother glancing up, knowing you were in perfect health, that there was nothing he could really help you with. The most he ever did was put a bandaid on whatever little scratch you had managed to get.