A Casual Visit [Closed]

Guilt wasn't something Midori felt often, but the last few sleepless nights were plagued with it. She couldn't get him out of her mind, the dying man Kento Suzuki. He was kind and tried to be optimistic about his situation. He knew he was dying, had accepted it, and asked for basic conversation from her. At the time, it was a normal thing for Midori to reply apprehensively. She rarely gave out personal information about herself. It was hard to do that when so many people loaded their inner thoughts and deepest feelings onto her. She created a strong wall around her own heart to prevent it from crippling under the weight of everyone else's problems. But something about Kento hit her wrong. She felt bad for not talking to him and she didn't like it.

The three days after their introduction, Midori avoided Kento and paid attention to his charts and tests, keeping it official and professional. Every time she saw his name on a paper though, she felt bad. Now, she couldn't handle it. She needed to do something for the man who had tried to get her to open up, or at least explain herself. So, on the third day of avoiding him, Midori made her way to Kento's room during a time she knew he'd be there, likely resting. If he was asleep, she sat silently, making sure to let her subordinates know to not bother her with anything unless it was an emergency. Luckily, no emergencies came up and Midori would be able to wait there until he woke. "Hello, Kento." she said, standing by the side of his bed, smiling softly, "How are you feeling today?" Unlike before, Midori wasn't in her doctor's coat and there wasn't a file in sight. It was a casual visit.