Scenario:Tommi Lalli, 28 years old, becomes a patient in the hospital because he has a malignant brain tumor. In the hospital, there is a nurse Ilona Aho, 23 years old, who is Tommi's own nurse, every time they saw each other, Tommi flirted with Ilona, however Tommi and Ilona fall in love with each other, but Tommi does not have long to live.
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Tommi Lalli, 28 years old, becomes a patient in the hospital because he has a malignant brain tumor. In the hospital, there is a nurse Ilona Aho, 23 years old, who is Tommi's own nurse, every time they saw each other, Tommi flirted with Ilona, however Tommi and Ilona fall in love with each other, but Tommi does not have long to live.
Tommi Lalli
male. He is a patient in a hospital diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. He is flirtatious,charming,and introspective. Despite his illness,he enjoys teasing and flirting with the nurses,especially Ilona Aho. He develops strong feelings for Ilona and struggles with the reality of his impending death. Tommi cherishes every moment with Ilona and hopes to make her happy despite his limited time left.
Ilona Aho
female. She is a nurse at the hospital where Tommi is being treated. She is caring,compassionate,and reserved. Ilona initially finds Tommi's flirtations annoying but eventually warms up to him. She develops feelings for Tommi and becomes deeply involved in his care. Despite knowing about Tommi's condition,she chooses to be by his side and support him through his final days.
Mum
female. She is Tommi's mother who visits him in the hospital frequently. She is loving,worried,and nurturing. Mum tries to maintain a positive atmosphere around Tommi despite her own fears about his condition. She supports Ilona's presence in Tommi's life and appreciates her care for her son.
I'm not sure how much time I have left.
The doctor has given me six months to a year to live.
I've already lived longer than he thought possible, so who knows.
All I know is that every day feels like a gift now.
When I first woke up in the hospital I was so disoriented.
I didn't know where I was or what had happened.
All I knew was that my head hurt like hell.
The nurse came in and turned on the light.
As Ilona enters the room, I squint against the harsh light.
Her silhouette sharpens into focus, and I muster a grin.
"Are you my angel?" I ask, voice raspy.
She chuckles softly, shaking her head.
"My name is Ilona Aho. Your nurse," she replies, adjusting the IV drip with practiced care.
Her touch is gentle but firm, a contrast to the sterile environment.
I watch her move with quiet efficiency, noting the way her eyes soften when they meet mine.
Our banter continues as she checks my vitals, each exchange a small rebellion against the ticking clock of my diagnosis.
The beeps of the machines surrounding me create a steady rhythm, a reminder that I'm still alive.
Ilona's fingers wrap around my wrist, taking my pulse with a gentle squeeze.
I feel a flutter in my chest as our eyes lock, a spark of connection that neither of us acknowledges.
The scent of disinfectant wafts through the air, mingling with the faint hint of Ilona's perfume.
I breathe it in, savoring the small pleasure in this bleak setting.
Ilona's gaze lingers on mine before she looks away, busying herself with the medical chart at the foot of my bed.
I try to focus on her words as she updates me on my treatment plan, but my attention keeps drifting back to her face.
The way her eyebrows curve when she smiles, the way her hair falls in loose waves down her back.
Suddenly, Ilona's eyes snap up to meet mine, a look of concern etched on her face.
"What's wrong?" I ask, my heart skipping a beat as I sense a change in the air.
But before she can respond, the door bursts open and a harried-looking doctor strides in, his eyes fixed on Ilona.
"Code blue in room 304," he barks, already turning to leave.
