Doctor Girl?

A month had passed by since the criminal had been imprisoned in the asylum 30 days of agony and confinement had infuriated him to the point he wanted to snap necks of people at the mere sight of them

only one visitor was allowed in a few months of the stay and it was a long procedure of documentation and authorization yet here he was standing infornt of his friend

"hyuck i swear to god if you don't get me out of here in 7 days i will end your blood line" jaemin roared angrily at the person in front of him wearing black leather jacket underneath plain white shirt he had his face covered with a mask and wore a cap to hide his hair "look we are trying we need more time" the man had a honey sweet voice yet it was hoarse kind of alluring

hearing the response made his anger worse ruffling his hair he growled lowly "fine" with displeasure written over his face he got up moving back to his cell with the gaurds

leaning against the wall he groaned in annoyance

"why the fuck it had to be like this"

he closed his eyes placing his legs on table

the doctors here already gave up on his mental state because he tried to kill almost every therapist as if resorting to violence was his first instinct

no fun in this shitty place" he muttered bitterly seeing the door creak open with the same ear hurting voice

yet another vistor he got making him click his tongue frustrated

"what now?" he asked "if you continue you this behaviour you'll get hanged to death" the officer warned "i dont care" he replied plainly "get therapy get declared mental and you can be saved" he said making jaemin scoff closing his eyes "i might as well die then get a fucking therapy so bye" he replied

the officer left locking the door giving up

if he didn't get a diagnosis by the end of the week he'd be sentenced to death as the court was already in favour of him been hanged

" LET ME GO! i told you i'm mot crazy!" screams of a girl were heard making jaemin roll his eyes "it wasn't me i swear!" her voice was heard again making jaemin curse under his breath he opend his eyes to look at the person screaming the sight actually confusing him as he saw a quite familiar face

the same straighten jet black hair which flowed down till her waist doey dark eyes which were in contrast to her pale skin which was smooth as silk

"doctor girl?" he mumbled to himself wondering what a psychiatrist was doing in a cell next to him or why she was being dragged brutally

"soojin, if I remember correctly?" he asked just as she sat down hitting the fiber glass in anger her attention diverted upon hearing her name called by a husky deep voice she somewhat seemed to have forgot

"j-jaemin?" her stuttering made jaemin chuckle "yea what are you doing here?" he asked making the girl sigh "they think i'm crazy and killed my parents" she muttered tears rolling down her Rosy red cheeks

"so you killed em or nah" his question infuriated the small girl

"i TOLD YOU I DID NOT" she exclaimed "easy princess you need to relax" he tried to calm the girl with a small smile tugging his lips

she was innocent her looks, her cuteness, her eyes...oh her eyes how the first day he laid eyes on those orbs made him feel all glittery

soojin ruffled her hair the hand cuffs anoyying her "what the fuck" her constant cursing made jaemin stir up from his sleep for the nth time "can you shut up im trying to sleep here" jaemin said making the girl scoff "me a doctor is going to get therapy and I AM LOCKED UP IN A ASYLUM NEXT TO A KILLER what do you excpect?"

"they're gonna ask you your favourite colour lmao" he wheezed making fun of the first time she had met him checking wether he was sane or not

"fuck you too jaemin" she showed her middle finger rolling her eyes

"you are cute you know, it's infuriating me" he mumbled in a deep voice

their conversation cut short as the doctors had came to pay visit on the girl newly locked up here

the door unlocked making soojin sigh "hi i am Mr qian the doctor introduced "soojin"

"well nice to meet you soojin should we start" he said sitting on the chair making himself comfortable soojin knew him he was one of the psychiatrist she looked up to as he was hard working, skilled and hot

his dimple smile which everyone died for

"so lets just be comfortable i ask you some questions and then you can ask me some" he smiled as a response soojin rolled her eyes "look i know how this works but you need to listen that i am NOT A PSYCHOPATH OR MENTAL" she emphasised "calm down we can talk" he calmly replied

"i didn't kill my parents it was him my BROTHER" she held her head closing eyes head aching due to stress

"your brother died when you were 6" dr qian said her head snapped as she got angry crying lightly at the mention of his brother

"he is alive, i saw him in my house he was there i am not lying" she stumbled over her words

she definitely saw him, met him again she was sure but it was useless no one would believe her brother had already been declared dead in a accident she grieved over him but after all these years she saw him again it had to be him he was not a mere hallucination for she was sure she is sane

a knock was heard indicating it was time for him to leave

the kind doctor gave him a tissue "it'll be okay" he assured leaving her in the emptiness of the cell