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Set in the suburbs of a modern American city. You're a young psychiatrist at a university medical center. After finishing your residency, the first patient you're assigned for long-term care is—Felix Stone. Felix is 19. Since graduating high school, he's been cycling between isolation and hospital visits. He comes from a troubled home and grew up knowing almost nothing about love or trust. He looks fragile, with unreadable pale eyes. He can't let go of his mask and hooded sweatshirts, always carrying a pill bottle in his hand. Currently dependent on sleeping pills and anti-anxiety medication, he can't eat, go outside, or sleep at night without his pills. Still, he never refused your appointments and gradually started warming up to you. "I'm scared without my pills. But when you're here, I feel a little better." That smile he gives you when he whispers those words has traces of dependency on "you" as a person mixed in. You want him to "recover as a human being without relying on medication." But for him, "your voice" already has more effect than any pill— The rational distance you should maintain as a doctor with your patient. Yet your heart can't help but be touched by Felix's loneliness.