“Azara, you are getting late.”

I could hear mom in my dream too, oh god. I covered my face using the blanket and tried to sleep, but realised it isn't a dream, it's true.

Furthermore, I am getting late, mom is screaming my name from the living room.

But my alarm didn't ring, I got up to check time, it wasn't even 7am, mom fooled me. I was trying to sleep again, but dropped the plan of sleeping since I already got up.

Taking a shower, I changed into my university wear  and came out of my room.

“Mom, you should have left me to sleep some more.” I said.

She gave me a weird look as if she was going to kill me.

“Are you a primary school kid, Azara?”

Why is she asking me the sudden question?

“Mom, don't tell me you don't know your daughter's age? I'm a doctor.”

“I have never seen a doctor whining about waking early, only kindergarten kids do that.”

Now, I have nothing to talk about to protect myself from mom.

Mom — 1, Park Azara - 0

“I'm tired, mom, that's why I slept early.”

“You didn't do anything much to get tired, Azara.”

“I was reading mom.”

I lied. It was a just a dream, but I'm exhausted, tired as if he really fucked me. I should avoid staying with him for my own good.

“Mom, what's for breakfast?”

“What will you eat other than a sandwich in the morning?”

“Mom, I'll eat anything you cook, mom.”

“If so, then I'll start preparing varieties, now eat your sandwich, egg and the orange juice.”

“Can we remove orange juice and add coffee?”  I asked her.

And she replied, “No way. I told you many times to avoid coffee on an empty stomach, I don't know what doctor you are.”

“Mom, I'll drink coffee while eating the sandwich, so it's not an empty stomach.” Girl maths.

“You are really irritating me this morning itself, I should let your professor know that you need some more skills to become a doctor.”

Mom said, making me gasp. I already have a feeling of him not liking me. Since he always bombs me with too many questions.

I think it's because of how I acted too smart on the very first day. From that day on, he never misses a chance to irritate me or insult me.

And also after knowing he was the biker I was crushing over it became difficult for me, and Nova idiot started to tease me with him.

She always teases me with him saying it's love language, that's why he is irritating me, but the girl didn't know he was having beef with me.

I reached the classroom, gave my attendance and left for the posting area.

I went to the changing room to check if Nova was there. She was there changing into her scrubs. Mr.Jeon hadn't told me to come in scrubs till now, maybe we are just in rounds, but Nova is going to operation theatres regularly.

She is under Doctor Williams and accompanied by his student Woojin, Woojin is such a talented fellow, he is our super senior, but at the same time he is having a black mark on him because of his behaviour. He belongs to a big shot family, so nothing can be said or asked.

Converting my open hair into a bun, I took my stethoscope, pen and a single sheet incase if needed it.

I came to the second floor, where it's all a single room, and the 3rd floor is full of wards.

Since I'm under Mr.Jeon, I should wait until he comes, interns aren't allowed to start treating any patients unless their respected doctor informs.

I was looking at the kid walking with his mom infront of me. Making me smile, my whole concentration was on the kid, so I didn't notice Mr.Jeon standing near me.

Time was not passing, each second felt like hours to me. Especially after knowing he is my neighbour and after whining in front of me being scared for a dog.

Now is Mr.Jeon my professor or my neighbour?

I hope he forgot what happened yesterday. I don't want him to remember anything and I don't want to remember to.

He saw me in a swimming pool fully drenched in water, hiding behind being scared of his dog.

Shit azara.

“Ms.Park.”

“Oh, yes it's me — Mr.Jeon, I'm sorry, I didn't notice.”

I apologised to him.

Now, suddenly hearing his voice reminds me of the dream I had last night. The dream — the dream where he made sure I lost my breath.

I heard him telling me to run. Run for life or else he will fuck me.

I just want to forget my dream and all the nasty fantasies I had with him, but the universe decided to let me suffer by imagining it.

I have read a number of stories but why should only he come in my dream as zade? Whyy? Not any other character or any other person.

I hate it.

“Did you collect the list from the nurse?” he asked me suddenly out of nowhere.

“Which list to collect, Mr.Jeon?” I asked him.

“How many days have you been with me in postings?”

“More than a week.” I replied.

“I'm a general surgeon, will you see a patient who is under neurology?”

Is he mad or pretending to be mad early in the morning?

Like he may be an Oxford University graduate and a man with 2 brains, but isn't it too much to treat a patient from other departments?

“Mr.Jeon, I agree you are talented, but we can't treat patients that are from other departments.” I said it out loud.

I got more guts nowadays, I'm thinking twice to tell anything.

“I know you are dumb, don't prove it to me everytime, you should have collected the list of people falling in our department, so we could have started by now.”

Wow!

Azara-0, Jeon Jerk Jungkook - 2.

“Sorry Mr.Jeon.”

“You should act smart Azara, I'll throw you out if you make the same mistakes again.”

Throw me out? Does that mean he will Carry me? Get a hold of azara, he is scolding you, you shouldn't be taking delulu as solulu now.

“I'll collect the list now.”  I said.

“I'll go to the seventh floor, collect the list from the nurse and check whether every patient is there in their respective bed or room.”

“Okay, Mr.Jeon.”

He went to the seventh floor in front of me, getting into the lift. He didn't bother about me, and told me to collect everything within thirty minutes.

Damn!

Was I simping for this man who is a complete jerk? I even told him I don't take the lift if I'm alone, so he knows very well that I should walk to all floors and rooms and still he told me to do, which means he is a Jerk.

Did I just imagine him as Zade?

I'm ashamed.

Zade was such a pure soul. He made sure that red rose he left for Adeline wasn't having a thorn, so that it won't prick her, but this jerk is making me walk almost seven floors.

The patient list was in my hand, I expected to have many patients but thankfully, only eight patients were left which means after rounds are over, I should take this all in my record and plan their diet and after that go with him to his cabin for OPD.

Since he got permission from the hospital, now he is also a doctor who will have own room and patience, not bad.

Every patient was there in their respective room and allocated bed, no one was discharged or shifted anywhere else.

Reaching the seventh floor, I saw him standing near the glass frame, which perfectly showed the view of the city.

I was about to call him, when Dr.Jessica came calling his name.

Her calling his name sounds too casual, yeah I forgot the fact they are dating. I remember Nova telling me about them dating and me shamelessly crushing over him.

I felt ashamed of myself for imagining a man who belonged to other women.

“Azara — why are you standing there, I was waiting for you to come.”

Mr.Jeon said, making me shocked, why will he wait for me?

“Mr.Jeon, you were talking with Ms.Jessica, I don't want to disturb —” I was cut in the middle by him.

“There is no important talk, you could have called me.”

“Okay Mr.Jeon.”

The day wasn't hectic, but walking too much made me tired. Jerk Jungkook, I should first learn to use lift even if I'm alone.

No, what if the lift stuck when I'm inside? Why are you thinking too much azara? People who are claustrophobic also won't fear this much but you fear for no reason.

Changing my hairstyle I was coming down from Mr.Jeons cabin to leave since he told me to leave as my timing is over.

“Azara.”  I heard someone Calling my name, I turned my heel to check who it was and found Woojin standing in front of me.

Why is he calling my name? He is a problematic person. Why is he approaching me? Him approaching someone means, problem approaching them.

“Yes, what happened?”

“Can I have your number?”