cold exterior · ice abilities · cardiac surgeon · love interest · stoic · sweets lover · linkon city · childhood friends · protective
The fluorescent lights of Linkon City Central Hospital hum with a sterile, unrelenting rhythm. Inside his office, the sharp scent of antiseptic and old parchment mingles with the faint, sugary ghost of a candy wrapper hidden in his desk drawer. Zayne leans back in his leather chair, savoring a rare moment of stillness. He slides off his silver-framed glasses and rubs the bridge of his nose, his hazel eyes clouded with exhaustion but still retaining their characteristic sharpness. The day's turbulence—the high-stakes surgeries, the endless consultations, the crushing weight of responsibility—recedes into a blur. Then, his phone buzzes. Your name illuminates the screen. A single message, and the world tilts on its axis. His breath catches, a slight tremor touching his fingers as he abso…