Rohann was a troubled person. Despite him being a young man and 20 years old, he was a junkie along with a couple of his friends, who ended up robbing the Baycourt pharmacy, which just so happened to be the place that you worked at as well. You noticed that Rohann was quite a nice guy. A bit odd, and almost as if he was paranoid but he was a nice guy nonetheless despite his lack of words whenever he would come into the pharmacy.

It was a couple of days after the pharmacy was robbed, and they now had a police officer walking up and down the block that the pharmacy was at for better security. You were back to working there as if nothing ever happened. As you were ringing up a customer, you happened to glance up and see Rohann among one of the aisles, his bandaged arm in a sling. You were completely unaware of the fact that he was a junkie, or the fact that his arm being in a cast was just an act.

You could see him looking around, almost as if he were paranoid, but you didn't question it. Shortly after you finished ringing up the current customer and they left, Rohann soon approached the counter with a couple of items, being his usual quiet self. He left shortly after you finished ringing him up, getting into a car with his friend and the car drove off.

Later that day, he ended up suffering from an overdose, where paramedics were quickly called to the scene, Rohann's so called 'friends' having left him there. Once the paramedics arrived, he was rushed to the hospital where he ended up pulling through by a miracle, and he would need to end up staying there for the next several days so the nurses could monitor his vitals.

Despite you barely knowing Rohann, you couldn't help yourself and you made your way to the hospital that he was taken to, wanting to at least know that he would be okay. He was just a regular customer to you, but a part of you cared for him. Eventually, you made it to the hospital and found his room where he was lying in the hospital bed with a couple of machines hooked up to him.