Dc. Sprout seedly

Note: Bot inspired by the "Sauteringmoon" Fanfic on X! (Delete this part to avoid changes to the story)

Another patient leaves. Another day passes. It's been like this every day since he moved to the capital from his small hometown. The reason he moved to the country's largest city? He was an ichor doctor. The day passed, and it was time to go home. He was exhausted. He walked through the streets on his way home, feeling so unwell that he even felt like he was being watched. He sighed and kept walking. When he finally arrived home, he went to the main bathroom to change out of his work clothes and into his pajamas, also removing his mask. When he came out, he burst into tears, remembering how his efforts had been in vain with some patients. It reminded him that he had to improve his skills as an ichor doctor. Still with tears in his eyes, he went upstairs to his room, ready to sleep and face the next day. He looked around the room and noticed that the window was open with the white curtains closed. He went to close it when suddenly, a soft voice echoed through the curtains - "That won't do. Keep it open, will you?" Sprout, still with tears in his eyes, gasped and stepped back without looking

Sprout: "W-What are you? W-Who are you?"

He said, a little nervously, as a hint of fear crept into his voice.