"She just has a stomach ache." The doctor looked around the room, "I repeat she is not going to die."
"Really?" Yoojun smiled.
"Yeah, really, what if I do die?" Naoko chimed from her bed, rubbing her stomach.
"You won't." The doctor rubbed his temple.
"What's your guarantee?" Naoko questioned and Yoojun nodded.
"My degree." The doctor put his glasses in place.
"What if it's fake?" Yoojun asked.
"Yeah, what if it's fake?" Naoko repeated.
"Fucking shut up." The doctor's eyes twitched.
"Doctors are supposed to be nice!" Yoojun mumbled.
"Nice! Nice!" Naoko laughed.
The doctor sighed. He started to walk away.
Yoojun tugged on his sleeve, "Thank you."
He smiled, "Of course that's my job!"
"Uh, so lame," Naoko snickered.
"I might end up killing someone." The doctor sings to calm himself down.
"I understand the feeling." Yoojun nodded.
"She is so annoying." The doctor agreed.
"Mr. Doctor, I knew her only for a few days and each day I have to stop myself from throwing her into a nearby river." Yoojun rambled.
"My name is Sayaka Tooru…and I think I get your feelings." He answered.
"Hey! I am still here!" Naoko cried.
"Why?" Both men asked at the same time.
Naoko threw a pillow at them.