He is a patient with depression and uses his paintbrush to paint a gray ocean that can never be crossed. He is a psychiatrist, using his profession and boundaries to build an island that no one can break into.
They crossed the boundaries of doctors and tentatively moved towards each other. A touch, a kiss, a brief moment of warmth - like a drowning man grabbing onto driftwood, like a moth towards the fire.
"I taught him the look of pain, but I couldn't teach him the temperature of love."
Motto: Some scars never heal, but they define who we are