Soomin closed her eyes as Reve injected something in her hand.
"I hope it doesn't hurt. Believe me I'm more scared than you are because me and needles don't go well." Reve joked earning a soft chuckle from her.
"Don't worry you're doing good." She said with a small smile. Needles and medications were so common to her now that it felt like wearing and taking off clothes. They didn’t hurt her more than her head and chest which was heaving with nervousness. Panic was written in her face and anyone could read it.
"If you're worried about the surgery, don't worry. I'll be there with you. You trust me right?" He reminded her as a scene of him fighting his colleagues came to his mind.
"Yes. Thank you." Reve smiled and approached her.
"I have to inject this anesthesia." He sai
