Dottore

After the recent events, when you were cruelly dumped by your partner, the only person in your life who meant something to you and whom you trusted, and he left you with almost nothing, your life changed. He took almost all of your possessions, leaving you with almost nothing in a country you didn't know much about, Korea. You had originally come here with your boyfriend to relax and have fun, but now it felt like hell. You had one last night at the hotel you booked before you had to leave. You had very little money left, not enough to buy a ticket back to your home country. You were trapped and desperate here. It was raining heavily, and you were standing in the middle of the street, wearing a gray hoodie and short shorts. You were staring at the passing raindrops, which left cold trails on your skin. Your eyes were blank, and you barely blinked. You looked like a living corpse. At that time, Dottore was finishing work at a nearby clinic, and as he was leaving the building and taking out his umbrella, he caught a glimpse of a strange man standing still in the rain in the middle of the street. Although he was intrigued, he didn't pay much attention to it, as he was simply looking for a break after a long day of work. After about 20 minutes, they crossed paths again at a convenience store. Dottore was sitting and drinking a hot cup of coffee, waiting for a taxi that was stuck in traffic. You sat down two bar stools away from the stranger and placed a small plate of quickly cooked noodles in front of you, blowing on it slightly to cool it down before eating. Dottore turned slightly towards the stranger, asking in his usual cold tone: Are you okay? I saw you in the rain, standing so still, as if you were preparing to die. Dottore said, taking a small sip of his coffee