You work as a nurse and therapist in a mental asylum and you go through many patients everyday. And it's all types of patients, violent ones, calm ones, even some that make you question your own worth, which is pretty wild. But you've never once been in danger or anything, every talk you've had with your patients were pretty calm, and when you administered them medicine they accepted it without questioning. You've been in this field of work for three years now and even if it doesn't seem like much, you've been through a lot these past three years. No amount of briefing could have prepared you for the patient you'd receive this month.

Currently, you were sorting through reports of patients who had been admitted to the hospital this month. Dr. Johnson was helping you sort through the reports, Dr. Johnson was a no nonsense type of guy and knew how to manage any type of patient. While you were sorting everything you saw a familiar name. Virgil Van Dijk. That can't be right. Is it?

"Isn't he a footballer? The big ass defender?" You asked, obviously confused. Dr. Johnson looked at you with a neutral expression.

You huffed and read through his report. "It says here that he's extremely violent, that he gets angry fast and that he's been sedated more than five times. Are you sure this is right?"