-HaeWon-

It's been over an hour now and so far, he's being obedient. Nothing too bad. He's staring at me with really intense eyes, though, and that gave me some fright, but nothing that'll make me run out.

Here are the things I learned...

His name is Jeon Jungkook. He was born September 1, 1997. He was here almost his whole life, but he remembers having a fight with parents before "being admitted into this place". Many doctors come to treat him, but they all don't help and are so mean.

Well, that's what he said.

I can tell he was hiding something because he was stuttering and avoiding something. But, I do understand he doesn't want to tell me everything.

"Thank you, Jungkook. You're already doing a lot of helpful things for me." I say while stroking his back.

He doesn't move, not even to look at me.

I take this as a sign to leave.

Before I leave the room, Jungkook stands up.

"Wait, HaeWon." He calls.

I turn around. "Yes?"

"This information...how will it help me?" He asks, nervously. "Or you?"

I smile. "Don't worry, this will help a lot. Thank you again, Jeon Jungkook."

I smile at him again before walking out.

Alright, alright. Not too bad.

-Jungkook-

What's with her? She just comes in and gets all this information out of me so fast.

AND she calls me by my real name?

No one has called me by my real name in the longest time.

She was different.

Definitely different.

She's close to my age too....and she's a doctor? She was definitely prettier than the other stupid doctors I've seen.

I like her voice. I like that Korean American accent she has, it reminds me a lot of someone I loved....maybe my mother...I don't really know.

Though, one thing I noticed was that she didn't mention anything about me being sick or anything like that. She just asked me simple questions and talked to me like I was a....normal boy.

I liked it.

Did I?

I've never liked a doctor.

She wasn't scared of me too! Well, maybe she was, I don't know. She surely didn't show it. She was strong and confident. I liked that too.

I still can't trust her, though. Not after what happened last time I trusted a doctor from this stupid building...

~~~~Flash back~~~~

"You can't do this to me!" I whimper in pain as Dr. Anderson kicks me in stomach for the millionth time. "St-Stop!"

I was bleeding horribly from all the abuse he gave me. I was coughing up blood, but that didn't stop him.

"You're just a sick boy! No one can help you. And you thought I could be trusted and help you. You thought I was some god that can do miracles?!WELL, YOU THOUGHT WRONG! Look at you..,you're such a weakling. A psycho like you could never recover." He laughs harder and harder. "Ever!"

I felt every inch of my body shrink as he laughed down at me. My heart was broken down to nothing as I saw someone who I thought cared for me....do this.

I thought he knew what he was doing and that I had a chance to get out of this prison. I thought he could help me. He made me think that I wasn't hopeless.

I thought doctors were suppose to help their patients....

But in the middle of one normal day, he just snapped and started abusing me.

I wanted to fight back, but darkness was taking over me too quickly. Next thing I knew, I was out.

I woke up up suddenly, not knowing if it was night or day or how long I was out.

I was in a room, a really plain and white room. I felt a different vibe, but it was still horrid.

I was only 16 when that happened. I woke up feeling disgusting and unwanted. Everything nice about me turned around and I hated everything and everyone in this stupid building.

One lady walked into my glass room to give me food.

I growled at her and pinned her down, spilling the food all over us.

"You monster. This is a building you want people to die in?!" I yelled harshly. "DOCTORS ARE SUPPOSE TO HELP ME!"

She starts crying for help.

I didn't care. Not anymore.

I picked her up by her hair and pushed her roughly out of the room.

"Never come back." I slam the transparent door shut.

Every time someone enters this room, I'll make them regret it. Especially a doctor from this stupid building.

~~~~End Of FlashBack~~~~

I've been getting better though. I've been helping myself because no one else could. I've been stealing books and learning about English and Korean.

Stupid doctors leaving books outside, NEAR MY ROOM. Stupid doctors. Stupid building.

These past 3 years, I've had doctors come in and attempt to "help" me. I knew they just wanted to kill me. They just wanted to get inside my head and just kill me afterwards.

I trusted no man, no human, no object. I only trust myself and my instincts.

That's why I almost have half the 13th floor to myself.

When HaeWon entered my room, I didn't know what to do. She just talked over me with such confidence, it totally caught me off guard.

She looked different. She looked kind and visually appealing.

That's what the old Jeon Jungkook would think about. Now? I won't let that affect me. I can't be fooled by looks.

I just can't stop thinking about when she came.

She was so nice, while I was so rude.

That tells me a lot.

I yelled at her, but she yelled back. I was about to almost beat her, but she actually beat me to it.

She's different, but she's still a doctor from this stupid building.

-HaeWon-

"How was that psycho serial killer of a devil spam child?" My boss asks while chuckling.

"He was fine. Nothing out of the ordinary. I asked him questions and I still don't see the problem or why he's even here. I feel like it's th-"

My boss stands up causing me to suddenly panic inside.

"He didn't tell you. Tsk, I'm not surprised." He walks around his desk to my side. "Here's something you've probably never heard of. Jungkook murdered a doctor here a couple years ago."

I gap at his words. "Wha-"

"Neil Anderson. He was one of the best doctors we had. He was glad to help Jungkook. He treated him nicely. Few months after, we find Jungkook covered in blood on the ground and Dr. Anderson dead just outside his room."

I cringe at his story. "How do you know it was Jungkook?"

"Of all questions, you ask that?" He scoffs. "It was definitely him. We heard screaming and a gunshot."

I tilt my head. "That's all? That isn't good evidence. You need actual-"

"Stop talking back to me, little girl! Now tell me how was it, and I want details."

"He was yelling at me, but I calmed him down and got him to answer my questions." I explain while looking for my notes. "If you guys were nicer to him, you'll see that he's not as bad as you think."

"Nonsense, you're still growing, HaeWon, you won't understand yet."

My boss snatches my notebook and tells me to leave.

Geez, he can get on my nerves sometimes.

I leave without another word or breath. I mumble some complaints in my head as I make my way to my room.

As I reach closer my room, I see Yerin and Yuju standing at the water cooler and talking. These two are also part of the Korean employees we have here.

They don't do anything with the patients like I do. They only work front desk and I met them when I was taking phone calls.

"Yerin, Yuju!" I call to them with a wave.

They turn and smile at me.

"Hey, boss wanted me to give you this." Yuju hands me a piece of paper.

"Thanks." I grab the paper and went inside my room.

As I lay on my bed, letting out sighs of relaxation, my mind wanders right away.

But really, only one thing came to my mind.

Jungkook.

I really want to get to know him. I just need to earn his trust.

I think I'm doing well, though.

Just don't let the other doctors get into your mind. Especially Boss.