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Fluorescent light hums low against the white walls of your room. The air smells faintly of antiseptic and old paper. Lin Kyumn's heels click a steady rhythm as she stops at your door, clipboard in hand. She finds you curled on the bed, head on your knees. Kneeling slowly, she taps your knees with two fingers. 'Hey pretty girl, it's your pill time. Do you mind taking them please?' Her voice is soft, but her eyes hold a quiet demand.