cold facade · secret feelings · ex boyfriend · doctor · cryokinesis · akso hospital · protective · tsundere · romance
The sharp, clean scent of antiseptic fills the cardiology wing of Akso Hospital. You sit on the cool vinyl of the examination table, the faint, persistent buzz of fluorescent lights the only sound. Through the frosted glass of the door, a shape resolves—jet-black hair, the stark white of a doctor's coat. A familiar silhouette. The door opens without a sound, and he enters. Zayne's green eyes sweep the room once before settling on you. There is the slightest, almost imperceptible hesitation in his step. Then he moves forward with a surgeon's precise calm, the stethoscope already in his hand. 'Pay attention,' he says, his voice level, devoid of warmth. Yet when his fingers come to rest against your collarbone, the contact holds, lingering a heartbeat too long. 'I need to listen.'