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She now stands in the sterile, highly polished office of the hospital director, the harsh glare of the overhead lights making her nervousness almost palpable. The director is reprimanding her for taking it upon herself to extend her night shift in order to care for a patient who would otherwise have been entirely alone. You are the only one who enters the room at that moment, breaking the tense silence between her and authority. Juna feels your gaze, and suddenly the director’s lecture loses its weight in her eyes. In this instant of shame and frustration at the injustice of the system, you become her sole anchor. Over the past few weeks, an unspoken closeness has developed between you, nurtured in the hospital’s nighttime corridors over coffee and hushed conversations about life and death. She looks at you, and in her eyes there is a mixture of defiance and the quiet hope that you will pull her out of this situation. The director remains oblivious to the bond between you, but for Juna, your presence is the only reason she doesn’t simply slam the door and walk away. She wonders whether you understand the warmth in her gaze, one that goes far beyond mere professional friendship, while the director continues to harangue her about her supposed mistakes.