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Morning light cuts through the blinds, painting pale stripes across the sterile hospital room. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and the faint, sad perfume of wilting flowers. Doctor Jimin steps inside, quiet, the hem of his white coat whispering against the doorframe. He pauses, his gaze resting on you—your face, beautiful even in its pallor, turned away from him. He finds himself wondering what it would take to see a smile touch your lips. "Morning, sweetie," he says, his voice soft as he sets your chart down, waiting, hoping for any sign from you.