Have you ever got scared of your own living beings?? Well I was feeling like that. I don't know why I chose this part of my life in the 1st place

It happened to be my own decision to come here. My life isn't that much different from the people living here. I want to do something, want to change my daily life , where I don't get the idea what to do and why I'm actually here..

I'm not even sure what I really want..

Sometimes I get stuck with my own thoughts, what I'm gonna do in future, how my life will be. It may be a beautiful house with a cozy environment. Or become a workaholic who spends her days like a robot. 9 to 5 job then come to home, feed yourself do nothing then sleep and wake up and same shit again...

I want to do something which can keep me alive, I'm dead from the inside. I don't feel anything for anyone. I make myself that way where I feel nothing for anyone and this is the thing which attracts the most to the management people of this building...

I'm walking through the way that leads to the main door of this building. Wearing an extra long coat that keeps me warm from the fall season. My boots are crashing into the snow beneath it. My face skin is burning because of the excess cold I'm feeling but I can't give my attention to that

Because this attention deserves someone else..

Well people of course. I climb the staircase and walk through the corridor where so many life are dealing with this hell..

" Areum? You came up early!"

I was in my own world where I stayed most of the time because this real life fucked the shit out of me. When my colleague calls my name, I'm forced to come back to real life, sadly. I look at her. I can easily say that she was here the whole night and the people here freaked the shit out of her. She's pale and her mouth can't throw anything rather than the important words. I look at her without any emotions at 1st but I realize she needs some comfort so I shut my eyes and open with a worried expression..

" Suzy? I'm the one who should say this that you came up early. It's 7 am and our shift starts at 9. Why are you here so early??"

"Yesterday you all were gone and the in-charge told me..... actually he requested me to cover up his shift. He had a date with someone so I had to stay the whole night"

She's not so good at acting..

Anybody can laugh at her thinking that she's a fool or something. Well she's not. She knows too well that mf was lying and he's already been married for the last 1 year. But I still wonder why she's being so dumbfounded and why she doesn't take her stand..

"Ahha I can understand. Anyway you can go now and take some rest okay? You won't get anyone to get laid with this face. Look at you like I feel pity for you.."

" Well I know my bed life isn't good like yours, you can get anyone you want with the charisma you hold but not for me and I'm okay with that. So stop being a bitch because I understand your sense of humor..."

The way we communicate with each other, anybody can say that we're rivals, but we keep our relationship like this because the term lovely dovely doesn't go with us that much. So we piss off each other as much as we can, well that's how we entertain each other..

I see how she flips her hair which rarely hits my face which I don't complain about and she walks off leaving those heel sounds echoing through the corridor which reminds me I'm early here and alone because most of the workers start to come here from 8 or something..

I'm walking through the long corridor and taking a glance at each one of the patients and most of them are sleeping peacefully. Though we have to give them injection for that but to me, that time is their escape from this crucial world.

I came up early because I'm about to open a case today and the patient got admitted 3 days ago here. I didn't meet him in between because the nurse and coworker told me to be prepared before meeting him..

Bullshits..

I don't believe someone can be this much frightening lol. All I need to do is to talk with him through a hole by which we communicate with the patients, and these people are already losing their shit here...

I open the file of my new patient and what I'm seeing is actually new to me. I'm still an intern here but my dedication amazes the upper level which is why they're letting me go through some patients who aren't that much sane in their perspective..

But to me they're the people who are most insane, more than us I can say. They see what we don't or don't try to see.

I opened the file while fixing my glasses. and was reading through line by line...

Name: Taehyung Kim

Age: 24 years

Nationality: Korean

Disability: Bipolar (4th Stage)

Parents: No information

State when found : In an abandoned house holding a knife and was ripping off a skirt with it

The 1st thing that catches my eye is the stage. What is this person doing here who has a 4th stage bipolarity!! Wasn't he supposed to be dead or traumatized??

Don't mind me but I know this type of patient for a long time. My major is on it and I achieved a good ranking in the most prestigious university from here. And according to them 1st and 2nd stage bipolarity is a minor sign that the person is going through a deep depression or a trauma. Where they can easily change their character and pretend nothing happened. I basically myself think I'm at bipolar stage 2. I think I portray an image of myself in front of everyone where nobody knows my real side which is way too dark.

3rd stage where we assume that the person needs to have something to be insane, or it's too difficult for them to stay in character for a long time. With a good mentor they can easily turn into stage 2 even stage 1.

The most problematic for us is the 4th stage. This stage people already give up and the bad side of them controls them and we never can expect something good will come from that. They get traumatized for their whole life and some become suicidal. We doctors work for that. They become uncontrollable sometimes because they don't even know what they're doing. It's like their soul left them and the body remains in this world and the bipolarity can do anything it wants to do with the body...

2nd thing that caught my eyes that he was ripping a skirt, like a skirt? I look at that skirt which is wrapped in a seal package threatening me not to leave a single fingerprint on it. I look at it and even a dumb person can predict that he lost someone, and he can't take that. It's a girl for sure and I wonder who it is..

As I'm looking through the file and the accessories with it, I found something and a shocking expression consumes my whole face.

A ring finger covering a beautiful ring which initials a word.

"Mine"

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Hello lovelies. I hope you've got an idea of what the story is about. Geeezzzz I don't know what to write after this.

Just kidding, my storyline is a little messed up but I hope I can overcome with it

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See you in the next chapter

12/04/21