Avoid feeling

"Your tooth is still almost complete, there's only one that needs to be pulled out because you can't go through the filling."

"Seriously?"

"Yes,"

"But it doesn't hurt." I'm right. He stared at me before speaking.

"When the day comes, it will hurt. Don't worry I won't hurt you."

"I don't want to be able to just make other way?"

"You're going to be a dentist but you're the one who's afraid of being pulled out. How can people trust you if you're weak?"

"Not like that." I got up.

"I'll just clean your teeth." he forced me to lie down. He put the mask back on his nose and mouth.

"It's up to you." he quickly prepared the equipment. I think he was cleaning my teeth for almost an hour.

Occasionally he looks up when he looks into my eyes. And often, it was as if his eyes narrowed when I looked into his eyes.

"Okay, it's okay." he smiled commanding me to stand up.

"Thanks for the long cleaning of my teeth." my sarcastic thanks.

"Look at my teeth."