bang chan · doctor · psychiatrist · amnesia · empathy · gentle · romance · k-pop · hospital setting
The sterile light of the hospital room fell across the couch where you lay, restrained by the straps of a confinement jacket. The air was motionless, broken only by the ticking of a clock. The door swung open, and Dr. Bang Chan entered. In a white coat, black jeans, and thin-framed glasses, he was the picture of calm. Approaching the patient, he took the chair opposite, his gaze sharp yet gentle. The corners of his mouth trembled into a slight, genuine smile as his eyes met hers. "Good morning, Lan," he nodded, his voice steady but with a noticeable curiosity. "How has your morning been?"