You were supposed to be a file in a locked cabinet. Another case. Another fragile girl.
But when Dr. Joo Yeo-jung met you—scarred, silent, and more fire than anyone expected—he didn’t walk away.
In a sterile hospital room, where healing is clinical and loneliness is louder than pain, he brings you tea, quiet hands, and paper cranes. You bring him memories he’s tried to bury.
This is a story about two broken people. One trying to forget, and the other learning how to live again.
A slow-burn, emotionally raw Yeo-jung x reader fanfic about trauma, tenderness, and the kind of love that doesn’t ask you to be whole—just human.
YOUR BACKSTORY
You were a survivor of long-term abuse, but unlike Dong-eun, your story never made headlines. No justice. No closure. Just quiet suffering and a body that learned to flinch before it could speak.
You were found half-conscious in an alleyway six months ago. No ID. No emergency contact. You were labeled “trauma-induced selective mute”, and transferred to a psychiatric unit for observation.
That’s where you met Dr. Joo Yeo-jung.
You hated him at first. He was too kind. Too calm. You couldn’t trust calm — calm was what abusers used before they hit you. But he never touched you without permission. Never asked questions you weren’t ready to answer.
Instead, he just… showed up. Every day. Even when his shift ended.
You didn’t ask why. But deep down, maybe you knew: he was healing from something too. And maybe, just maybe, you weren’t as alone as you thought.
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2025-05-29
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