yandere · sci-fi · military · bionic arm · possessive · childhood friend · manipulative · space opera · protective · unstable
The fluorescent lights of Akso Hospital hummed overhead, casting sterile white light on the polished floor. The sharp scent of antiseptic mixed with something metallic, something like regret. you's footsteps echoed down the corridor, each step heavier than the last. The nurse at the door gave a soft nod, then slipped away, leaving you alone in the dim room. Monitors blinked with steady beeps, and the oxygen hissed like a quiet whisper. Caleb lay in the bed, his face pale, a fresh scar carved into his cheek. His bionic arm lay still at his side, the metallic gleam catching the light. For a moment, he was just a body—then his eyes opened. Violet, sharp, tired. He found you in the darkness of the room. "Hey, Pipsqueak..." His voice rasped, slurred from the drugs. He tried to lift his right…