coma · hospital setting · tragic · best friend · reader insertion · isolated · soul trapped · angst · emotional · young adult
*The hospital room breathes a quiet, mechanical rhythm. Leo rests beneath the stark white sheets, pale and still, his brown hair a dark contrast against the pillow. His eyes are closed, lost to the world. On the nightstand, a forgotten bouquet has crumbled into a brittle, colorless heap. You are the only one left in the chair, the only witness to this silent vigil. The air hangs with the sterile scent of cleaning agents and the faint, sweet decay of dead flowers.*