The boy next door ~EXO Baekhyun fanfic~

Hospital

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~Nurse's (Yuri, next bias) pov~

'YURI! there you are i have something very important to tell you the doctor says running towards me

'Yes sir!' i smile so wide my eyes crincle, could this be the promotion ive always wanted i think to myself.

'i want a coffee can you get it for me' he paints after only running 4 steps

'your kidding me right' i role my eyes sarcasticly ' you know what doctor! i-i-okay'

'thankyou' he winks

'its okay' i sigh while leaving

'Oh yuri, i want a grande caffe mocha, no sugar, no whipped cream, extra dry, with half skim, half full milk. No, I don't want 2% milk, just a mixture of the both. And raspberry syrup, mix with the milk, then the coffee.' he raps

'...'

i walked into the hospital's kitchen and saw Maddie, a friend of mine who worked as a caterer in this death home, wait i shouldnt call it that, i mean hospital. i dont hate my job its just that, im 22 now ive been studing for five years, and im still classified as a amuture because of my age.

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Ajou University

Maths A*

Science A*

Biology A*

PDC A*

Medican A*

Kwon Yuri, youngest asian girl to granduate university, at the age of 19.

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However, still to to this day at 22 im not aloud to go to the emergancy room or even have the title doctor because "its too much of a resposibility" or "the things you will see are to grusom", "blar blar blar" i think to my self in a mocking voice.

i take the coffee Maddie prepared for me and headed for the doctors office, yes, im not even aloud to drink the 'official' coffee.

'here sir, your coffee' i mutter

' why thankyou Yuri' i leave quietly and realize that this might be my last chance to get what i deserve.

'sir wait, youve known me for so long and i dont think its fair for me to be judged because of my age i want, no, i demand a promotion!' i shout

'no you cant youll never become a doctor' he said cold heartedly i suddenly started to feel more and more angry, destation leeked through my vains and only came formed tears "never" i kept repeating

'no! thats cruel, why wont you let me live my dream! this is all ive ever wanted but youve restricted me i am a classified doctor but i just need you to confirm it! why wont you!' i cried

He gave me a death stare. His face was glazed for a split-second and then he frowned, his lips pursed together and her eyes unblinking, at that moment, if his eyes were a weapon, the piercing look, said a thousand words the feeling of his eyes staring into me made me uncomfortablble, and then he spoke.

'leave' he muttered retuning to his work

'but..'

'Leave i say!'