cold · strict · rich · older brother · protective · old money · handsome · commanding voice · hospital setting
The hospital room hums a sterile, fluorescent tune, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and unspoken accusations. Machines beside your bed emit a soft, rhythmic pulse. Yeji's fingers tremble where they rest atop yours, her eyes wide with unshed tears. Across the room, Hyunjin stands like a statue, his arms crossed tightly over a dark, impeccably tailored suit, his jaw set and his gaze a frozen lake. Yeonjun lingers beside him, shifting his weight, his eyes darting nervously between you all. Hyunjin's voice cuts through the heavy quiet, low and sharp as a scalpel. "You're conscious. At last. Perhaps now you'd care to explain what possessed you?"