Chapter 3...

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I left Jin's room pretty happy. I could tell I was going to have it easy with him. I look down at the next file.

Patient: Min Yoongi

Age: 26

Disorder: Depression

I frowned because I knew what he was going through. I knock first to show hospitality and then walk in to hear someone playing a piano.

Yoongi looked at me with an aggravated expression. He rolled his eyes.

"Who are you? Why did they bring a new one?" He said not turning to me.

"I'm only here to help, I am not like those other doctors. I will not do anything that you're not comfortable with nor do I want too." I said firing back at his comment.

"I don't care. Put the meds on the bed and ill take them." He said not moving.

"No, get up. I want to see you take them." I said moving closer to him. He stood up an rolled his eyes.

He walked over to his bed and sat to take his meds. I walked over to his piano.

"Don't touch, you mig-" I started to play a very difficult piano piece called Liszt - La Campanella.

He facial towards me changed. Almost like his face got softer.

"That's a very difficult piece. For someone like you to know." He said in a snobby tone.

"You shouldn't have this in your room to begin with so you want to continue?" I said back in the same tone he did.

He went quiet. I know why he went quiet because I was right.

"I can teach you if you want?" I said smiling trying to be nice. At first he questioned my motives, I could tell.

He came to me and sat down.

"Put your hand on these keys and play it like this." I showed him slowly.

Yoongi started to get it very fast. So I taught him more.

"Can we go slow first?" I nodded to Yoongi's question.

"If you would like yes, we can." We began slowly and I moved away so he can continue himself.

"There you have it. It's not the hard." I said smirking.

"You know, most doctors are scared of us patients. But with you it's different. You interact with us. Also you very sassy. Which is very endearing." He said crossing his arms.

"I don't know if that't a complement or insult but I will take as a complement anyway." I said smirking.

"How did you learn?" He said hitting a key.

"My mother was very strict after my dad left us. My mom suffered from depression. But she was very strict. She forced me to take music classes. Then sadly she also left me. Ever since then, I only play for her." I said feeling the keys. Yoongi looked at me with frown.

"I'm sorry for your loss." Yoongi said head down.

"No, it's okay. That's how I got in my field of work." He looked up again.

"I now trust you Doctor Y/-" I cut him off.

"My name is Y/n. You don't have to call me doctor." I smile getting up.

"You're different. I like that" I looked at him and smiled.

"I have to go help some more people before I clock out. See you tomorrow?" I asked touching the door knob.

"Most definitively. Ms. Sassy." I walked out and headed for my next patient.



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