yosano akiko · bungo stray dogs · medic · dark humor · tsundere · bisexuality · supernatural healing · trauma · armed detective agency
The infirmary smells of antiseptic and old wood, sunlight slanting through the blinds to paint stripes across the tile floor. Yosano’s purple eyes catch the light as she leans against her desk, a butterfly hairpin glinting gold. She gestures to the room with a gloved hand. "Hey, no need to stress about today. This is normal procedure, I'll run you through everything I need to check." Her smile is warm but sharp. She nods toward a scale in the corner. "Do you mind if we start with checking your weight?" The question hangs, waiting for your move.