"You're crazy" "correction, crazy for you...Yoon Y/N"
Head news: Jeon Jungguk a mental patient and Yoon Y/N a reckless teen on the loose and they are CRAZY IN LOVE...
⚠Contains trauma, mental illnesses and an assload of foul language.
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Until this very day, I could still feel, see, and dream about that tragic moment in my life. I remember that day like it was yesterday but I chose to not let it ruin the life I would be able to continue. Even without him.
Mr. Park is a detective's friend and he wanted to adopt me. Although we never had that father and daughter relationship, he treated me like his own.
In times of need, he would be there. From trying to make me feel better when I cry, loving me when I was lonely, and most importantly when I have no money. Like my situation right now. He would offer me small jobs and sometimes buy me items. He would be glad to lend me money but with his bitchy wife, I'd rather keep my pride than her hideous words.
"Need money?" He asked, "Always do." I answered with a scoff and a chuckle after.
"Then get your ass over here, now!" He said with that bossy tone. I giggle at his familiar emotion for after years I had gotten used to it.
"New patient?"
"Yeah," He answered me. I was always his tester.
He is a psychiatrist at a mental asylum and he pays me to go in their rooms and see their reactions with others. He'd watch me through a camera and run to my rescue in emergencies. He trusts me so much to the point that he gives me the keys when he has business meetings.
"When can you come?"
"I'm on my way!" I said walking out.
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Once I had arrived, his small mental hospital doors greeted me with a rusted squeak. I walked through the lobby to the halls to get to his lounge area where I sat on the modern black couch. On the coffee table, a red-colored file sat.
"Is this him?" I asked with my eyes roaming around in search of my adoptive father. Although, it seems that he isn't around.
"Jeon Jungguk" Jeon? Reminds me of that boy... For a few minutes, I was hoping he was the boy from my past but it's impossible. There are way too many Jeons in this country.Not to mention that I'd rather die than meet him again.
"Y/N?" My adoptive father called out for me, waking me up from getting misplaced in my forest of thoughts. "Oh, you're here?" He chuckled in a mean way "of course, this is my hospital isn't it?" I rolled my eyes at him and continued to read the file.
"23 years old. Addicted to drugs, girls, and violence." I got chills after reading this part. I must be careful with this one.
"Lost another job?" He sat in front of me in an armchair.
With a raised brow and high pitch, I replied with a question, "Is it that obvious?" He nodded his head teasingly, making me smile. I am so grateful he adopted me.
