"there's no way in hell i'm taking her, she's crazy!"

Winter was outraged. They had assigned her the worst patient of all, like the girl was quite literally crazy!

Well, yeah, she obviously was, but like crazy crazy.

She belonged in jail, not here!

Winter knew how to deal with loons, but the most she could go was like voices in their heads, or something,

Not a ing killer!

"Well you'd better deal with it," Taeyeon handed the not-so-aspiring doctor the patient's information spread out in a file. "Remember to feed her the medication on time, okay?"

"Yeah, whatever."

"Room 411, don't forget. We can't have you failing another evaluation, can we?"

"Uh huh. I'm not stepping into that room."

"Yes you are, now go. She's not as bad as she seems, trust me. She's sweet."

"sweet? oh you've got to be ing kidding me-"

"You'll come around."

Winter sighed.

Guess she had to babysit a killer now.

Room 411. Was it?

Winter tried to remember the little she had actually read about the girl before completely zoning out after reading the "stabbed her father 19736371 times" part.

she just sounded so lovely!

the girl sat absent-mindedly on the small bed, her white gown ashed out after however many years she spent in that exact room.

The girl was gorgeous, silky straight black hair cascaded down the sides of her face, perfectly bringing out her soft features.

You'd think after like 10 years of rotting in the asylum would uglify you, but apparently that wasn't the case for the girl in front of her.

the prettiest ing murderer she'd ever seen.

such a shame, winter