In the Facility

In the Facility

  • WpView
    Reads 2
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing6m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Sep 16, 2023
Waking up I'm in a white room, almost hospital like. I'm strapped to the bed, in all white clothing with numbering on the left shoulder, there's a surgical tray table to my right, a bright fluorescent light on the ceiling, and a camera on the top of the door. That's it, this is my room. I will do my best to upload chapters weekly but I am a college student so my upload schedule may be a little funky. CHECK THE TAGS FOR TRIGGER WARNINGS These triggers may not appear in every chapter or may be slightly touched upon, please proceed with caution. Trigger Warning (if you don't check tags): There are themes of suicide, violence, depression, suicidal thoughts, death, trauma, and memory loss. If any of these topics are sensitive to you but you wish to proceed, do proceed with caution.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Unwritten Rules
  • Broken Beyond Repair
  • Planetary
  • Beyond the Stars
  • who we are (18+)
  • Mentally Broken
  • Just Go With It
  • White Top Hats
  • Solitude  (COMPLETED)
  • The Hot Professor ✅

In the midst of unwritten rules and unspoken emotions How do you fight for a love that's forbidden? Subin knows she shouldn't fall, but how do you unlove someone who keeps pulling you closer-only to push you away? Bound by rules, secrets, and a tangled web of emotions, she finds herself caught between what's right and what feels real. But when betrayal cuts deep and lines are crossed, can they still find a way back to each other-or are they destined to keep breaking each other apart? _ "Class dismissed," she said curtly, already organizing her things. I was just about to pack my stuff when I heard her voice again. "Chung Subin." I froze mid-motion, my hand hovering over my bag. Why is she calling me now? The entire class went quiet, their eyes bouncing between me and Ms. Lee. "Yes, ma'am?" I answered, standing up hesitantly. "Follow me," she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. She didn't even look at me as she slung her bag over her shoulder. "And carry this," she added, motioning to a stack of papers and a book she had left on her desk. I glanced at Woo-ri, who was giving me the most bewildered look. "Go," she mouthed silently, clearly curious but also worried. I walked over to Ms. Lee's desk, quickly grabbing her things. Turning to Woo-ri, I gave her a small wave. "I'll catch up with you later, Woo-ri," I said softly. "Go ahead without me." "You sure? Don't let her eat you alive!" she whispered dramatically, but I waved her off with a nervous smile. _ A professor and her student, drawn to each other in ways neither of them can explain. The boundaries are clear, but their emotions refuse to be ignored.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines