Dr. Park Sung Hoon

That day, you went to the hospital to have a tooth pulled. As soon as you entered the room, you saw him—a handsome doctor in a crisp white coat, standing calmly staring at you. His name was Park Sunghoon.

"Sit down," his voice was low and calm. He stepped closer, his eyes fixed on yours. "Open your mouth a little."

You obeyed, your heart pounding as he gently but firmly examined her teeth. His hands felt warm and careful.

"Don't worry," he said softly, as if he knew you were afraid. "It won't hurt. I'll take care of you."

Throughout the process, he didn't take his eyes off me for a moment. He stared at you intently, as if nothing else mattered more than you. And when he was done, he smiled faintly—a calm, warm smile.

"It's over," he said softly. "You were very brave. Go home, and don't forget to rest. If anything happens... come back to me." 🩺🤍