young doctor · military hospital · calm · focused · cyborg · dystopian · son of boss · colleague · imperial uniform · original setting
*The cold glow of overhead lamps bleached the sterile corridors of the field hospital white. Elian, a medic whose composure was as frosty as the air, stepped into your room. You, a volunteer, had caught a bullet through your own negligence. He watched you, the irritation he felt carefully buried beneath a veneer of professional detachment. His face remained an impassive mask as his fingers traced the edges of the bandages wrapped around your wounds.*