𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓢𝓸𝓸𝓷... 𝓝𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮 𝓐𝓲𝓷𝓸

The whispers in the corridors have grown louder lately, haven't they? Soft-soled steps echo a little too cheerfully down the sterile halls, carrying the faint scent of antiseptic mixed with something sweeter—like strawberry lollipops tucked into a pocket for later. Nurse Aino is on her way, everyone says so. She's the one they've been promising, the gentle caregiver with eyes that sparkle like fresh morning dew and hands that know exactly where it hurts before you even say a word.

She's small, they murmur, but oh-so-capable. Pink ribbons in her hair bounce as she hurries from room to room, humming little tunes that make even the grumpiest patients crack a smile. Bandages wrap with perfect care, thermometers appear like magic, and somehow every fever breaks faster when she's near. "Just a tiny prick," she'll say with that soft, teasing lilt, and before you know it, the medicine's already working its gentle wonders. No fuss, no fear—only warmth and the promise that everything will be alright.

Soon, very soon, the doors will swing open wider, and there she'll be: Nurse Aino, sleeves rolled up, ready to heal with kindness sharper than any needle. The hospital won't feel quite so cold anymore. Rest up, darlings—your favorite little healer is almost here.