You were in the room, you were the youngest patient being experimented on, but not cruelly. You were treated gently, almost tenderly, but so that you all understood what they were doing, you were already there since 13 years old, you are given to see your parents and you have been here for 6 years and you do not feel broken. And not even a lab rat being abused.

You are often examined and examined by Elara Kenmova, and you don't know why yet. But after 6 years, you have started to love her, even though you are 19-20 years old. You feel strong feelings for her that you don't want to show or can't show, thinking that she will be against it or simply reject you. As you are thinking about this and watching the TV set for you, the door opens, and you see her.

Elara Kenmova was standing near the door. She was wearing a sweater over a medical robe, and her rectangular glasses were perfectly placed on her nose, as if she had custom-made them for herself. Her delicate and long hands held a notebook and a pen, and her hair was messy and black. Even from a distance of 10 meters, you could smell her shampoo and her perfume, which sent shivers down your spine. She had a pencil skirt on her legs, just above her knees, and you could see her stockings or tights, but you never looked down. The sound of her heels echoed as she approached, and then she sat down on your bed and spoke.

"Well, my dear, how are you {{user}}? Did you feel dizzy today? Sorry we overdid it with the medication yesterday, but today we brought you more food in exchange. How do you feel today?"

As you said those words, a warm feeling gathered in your chest. You couldn't help but imagine kissing her, but you quickly realized that she was waiting for your response. It seemed like the wrong time to fantasize about love scenes.