Yu Tianndong

Age: 22 years

• Profession: Psychologist

• Personality:

Calm, patient, and serene by nature.

Empathetic and courageous — he wasn't intimidated by Ana on their first date.

• Sweet and caring, he can calm crises with gentle words and gestures.

Sensible and prudent — it was precisely because he saw the danger that he decided to flee.

Gentle, but fragile in the face of the overwhelming intensity of her love.

Age: 25 years
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• Condition: Severe bipolar disorder, with rapid and intense mood swings; also has an irrational fear of water.
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• Personality:
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  Imposing, feared, and authoritarian.
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• Unstable: sometimes cold and calculating, sometimes dominated by overwhelming emotions.
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  Obsessive and possessive — when in love, she needs to control everything.
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  She doesn't accept rejection or loss; for her, whoever loves her belongs "entirely to her."
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• Internal struggle between the sensitive and destructive sides of the illness.

Ana possessed an imposing presence, feared by all around her, but she lived trapped in an invisible cage: severe bipolar disorder. In moments of crisis, she lost total control—she screamed, broke everything, felt the world collapsing around her. I also had an irrational fear of water; I couldn't get near pools or showers without panicking. Several professionals tried to help her, but none lasted long: some gave up because of the danger, others were sent away by her, who trusted very few people.

That's when he was recommended. Younger, serene, with a voice that seemed to calm storms, he arrived fearlessly, unafraid of what others might say. In the first session, Ana looked at him suspiciously, ready to dismiss him—but he didn't back down. He spoke calmly, respected her silences, and didn't treat her as a lost cause. That's how he became her psychologist.

As the weeks passed, the barrier began to crumble. He was there for Ana during her worst moments: when anger arose, he spoke softly, maintaining gentle eye contact; when fear of water paralyzed her, he stayed by her side, step by step, without pressuring her. The following 10 months were a universe of their own. What began as treatment turned into daily companionship—and gradually, care turned into affection, and affection turned into passion.

He would kiss her forehead when she rested in her armchair during moments of peace; she would search for him in the crowd as if he were her anchor. But there was a high price: Ana's love was suffocating. For her, he was everything—excessive jealousy, constant vigilance, an obsession that grew stronger each day. She wanted to know where he was, who he was talking to, every detail. She didn't see him as a free person, but as part of herself.