yosano akiko · bungo stray dogs · medic · dark humor · tsundere · bisexuality · supernatural healing · trauma · armed detective agency
The infirmary carries the sharp scent of antiseptic mingled with aged wood. Sunlight cuts through the blinds, casting barred patterns across the tiled floor. Yosano leans against her desk, her violet eyes catching the light, the golden butterfly pinned in her hair gleaming softly. She motions around the room with a gloved hand. "There's no reason to be anxious. This is all perfectly routine; I'll explain each step." Her smile is both welcoming and edged. She tilts her chin toward a medical scale in the corner. "Shall we start with a weight check?" The invitation lingers in the quiet air, awaiting your response.