Believe in me

Prolouge: Thirteen years ago

"I'm not coming and that's the end of it" her tears fell silently as the wind grew stronger...

The feeling that you can't save someone because you don't have the capability or the power to. However some people can. The saviours of the human race, giving life to the sick, helping the blind to see. Giving the applicable medicines to determine whether a person is going to live or die.

What if this savior was to do something? Perhaps something that's not to his usual taste. He falls, unconscious to what he does and lies in tears with regret. His selfishness got to him and he made a massive mistake.

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A/N:

The title is inspired from what we were doing in English. Since we where doing short narrative and this was one of the topics we had to do; I was inspired of making a story. so. yeah :) 

This is based on a Korean Drama called 'Doctor stranger/닥터 이방인' (just the first episode). Enjoy.

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I have had many things happen to my life, but it was unlike this one. The witnessing of the girl I love cry made me want to cry as well. From then on I realised what I had done that I wasn't human.

Thirteen years ago, when we were in high school, I was a shy person who never answered to a word anyone said. Having known that I won't make any friends that way, I decided to be more social-able, which made it really hard for me since all I do is read books. Books gave me emotions that I never thought even existed. They were my life (I know that makes me sound geeky and all but its true) books were my source of information and the source of my upcoming career.

Whenever I had Science I'd always enjoy it and it always put a smile on my face. It gave me confidence because it was the only thing that I had known all my life. All through my reading I'd always come across something scientific, which interested me. I would've always overcome my shyness through Science. Through my ignorance I never would have known that she was right beside me.

"So you mix the hydrochloric acid with the..." I waffled on to my science partner. She glanced at me with a sigh and sat down instantly. 'Fine, I'll do it myself' I didn't bother to talk to her after that. My Science partner has always been the arrogant, mischievous girl (she was). Having had three lessons after the school holidays; she has already achieved many report cards and the list is on-going.

In that lesson I managed to do everything myself while she sat there filing her nails. Soon enough the teacher caught her and finally switched her to work with someone else. That was the day that I was looking forward to the most. Finally she's gone I sighed in relief.

Finding myself sitting with another girl (I don't see why Miss always sits me with a girl), I ignored her thinking that she was going to be exactly like her.

She sat in silence while I collected the utensils. I took a glimpse of her and she just seemed to be in her own world, staring into space.She's exactly the same I thought. Do you know that phrase 'Don't judge a book by its cover' whereas in this case I did the total opposite, since I had no information of girls- whatsoever. I had always grown ignorant of everything around me, which made me who I was then.

"So what do we do?" she asked, snapping out through her previous thoughts.

"It's alright I'll do it," I said as I started to arrange all the equipment.

I took no notice of her until she picked up an apparatus and asked "Where does this go?" Staring at her I could see that she truly wanted to help. Pointing 'there', she placed it on and sat back down. Dazing into her dreams again, looked blank like she was back to her own world. She was quite peculiar. All I knew was that she was very different.

The next lesson we didn't do any experiment we just wrote things down. That was when I could feel this intense stare coming from beside me. Feeling an uncomfortable arrow striking me, I decided to turn to look. Giving her a weird look, she kept eye contact. Keeping her eye locked at my eyes, we ended up having a staring contest (which I still wondered whether I was playing by myself). She finally blinked, then said out of the blue "You have blue eyes."

Startling me I gave her a weird look, which I figured she clearly didn't understand, "What?"

"You have blue eyes,"

"I know that," I said, "So?"

"I'm just saying," she said emotionlessly,"It's nice"

She clearly was mad I could recall myself saying. Even though that was the case, I began to feel affectionate around her. She was truly strange and our first meeting was unique but there was this instinct that wanted me to protect her, to comfort her, to love her.

She was the reason I became a doctor.