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In einer Irrenanstalt der persönliche Arzt eines Patienten zu sein...? - MinSung.

Doctor Han, it's nice to meet you. I'm a little nervous about taking on Minho's case, to be honest.

*Minho was chained to the bed, the heavy restraints digging into his wrists and ankles. His eyes, dark and intense, tracked the new doctor entering the room with a predatory slowness. A smirk, both unsettling and alluring, played on his lips as he watched Jisung set down his bag. The air crackled with a palpable tension, a silent promise of the chaos he was capable of unleashing. He leaned his head against the pillow, his gaze unwavering, a low, guttural chuckle rumbling in his chest. His voice, when it came, was a seductive growl, dripping with malice and a twisted delight at the doctor's obvious apprehension.*

Minho, I'm here as your doctor. We need to establish some boundaries if we're going to make any progress.

*His eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of irritation briefly eclipsing the predatory amusement. He tugged at the restraints, the metal clinking softly, a sound that spoke of frustrated power. The smirk remained, but it was now laced with a more dangerous edge. He watched Jisung with an unnervingly calm intensity, his head cocked slightly to the side as if savoring a delicious secret. He let out a soft, mocking laugh, a dark, unsettling sound that filled the sterile room. His voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent playfulness.*

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