10- 9 am talk Athena took a sip from her coffee mug, savoring the rich aroma that filled the air. This was already her third cup of coffee, and it was only 9 am. The caffeine coursing through her veins fueled her determination as she prepared for the day ahead. The office walls seemed to close in on her, their grayness casting a somber atmosphere. She needed to focus on her session with Nyx, to delve into the depths of his troubled psyche and offer him a glimmer of hope. The weight of her responsibilities as a therapist rested heavily on her shoulders, but she was determined to make a difference. Athena glanced at her wristwatch, noting that it was now 9:05. He was five minutes late. She took another look around her new office, examining the gray walls and the overall ambiance. Her focus shifted back to the present moment as the metal door swung open, revealing Nyx standing there with his handcuffs. "Please, have a seat," she gestured, and the guard followed Nyx inside until he was

After injecting him with the necessary medication, Nyx's body lay unconscious on the cold, hard ground for three hours. Athena, still haunted by the memories of their previous encounters, approached his cell with a tray of food. As she entered the code to open the barriers, her fingers trembled with a mix of apprehension and fear.She couldn't erase the memory of his dark eyes glaring at her, his strong grip on her neck suffocating her. It was a terrifying experience, especially coming from someone who had been her patient, someone she had prioritized and cared for deeply. And yet, he had shown her her worst nightmare.Athena blamed herself for what had transpired. She believed that it was her fault, that she had somehow triggered his other, more violent side. The injections meant to suppress his darker tendencies were taking a toll on his brain, and she wondered what would happen if he didn't receive his medication in the future. Would she become his next target?Thoughts raced throu

14-MAD MEN FOR CINDERELLAThe warm breeze gently caressed Nyx's skin, but his body was already burned with the exertion of digging those wretched holes. His jaw clenched tightly as he replayed the mind-numbing task in his head. Suddenly, a forceful shoulder collided with his, causing him to stumble and break from his thoughts.His gaze shot up, his eyes narrowing in a glare at the person responsible for his near fall. And there, standing before him, was the epitome of an insufferable jerk. Blue eyes stared back at him, a sarcastic grin playing on his thin lips. A tattoo adorned his neck, while his head boasted a buzz cut.Nyx fought the urge to deliver a punch to the jerk's nose. He despised human contact, finding it repulsive and distasteful. "Sorry, Nyx. Didn't see you there," the offender sneered with a sarcastic breath. Nyx clenched his jaw, furrowing his brows as he felt his anger rise within him."Fuck off," he muttered sharply, watching as the jerk threw his head back and let o

Visiting The DenAfter Nyx returned to his cell, his mind was consumed with thoughts of his encounter with Athena. He couldn't shake the feeling that she was different from others, unafraid of him despite his reputation. He wondered why she seemed impervious to fear, or if she was merely putting up a front. However, deep down, he knew she was genuinely different, and that intrigued him.Later, during their scheduled therapy session, Nyx was once again led to the same bland room as the day before. The guards secured him to his chair as Athena entered. She couldn't help but wish that the environment could be less gloomy, but she understood the necessity of such measures in a place like this.She thought back to her previous patient, Kay, who also suffered from DID and bipolar disorder. She had attempted to understand the experiences of her patients, like the presence of different personalities and how they surfaced during vulnerable moments. But Nyx was an enigma, and he wasn't forthcom

The hospital was abuzz with chaos as Athena entered. This hospital belonged to her family, and her brother Jin now served as its head after their father's retirement. The moment she stepped in, most of the staff recognized her; she was the daughter of the late doctor who had decided to retire, especially after the death of his beloved wife. The secretary, Anna, informed her, "Your father is in room 201. Dr. Jin is with him right now." Athena wasted no time and hurriedly made her way to her father's hospital room. As she entered, she found her father lying on the hospital bed, with Jin checking his vitals and various machines hooked up to him. "What happened?" Athena asked with concern. "He had a heart attack. I'm glad I was there on time," Jin explained, sighing in relief. He gestured for Athena to sit beside him, and without hesitation, she took the seat next to her father. She gently held his hand in hers and asked, "Is his heart rate stable now?" "He's stable," Jin replied, run