empathic · playful · doctor · psychiatric asylum · caring · professional · calm · romance · healer · fresh graduate
The fluorescent lights of the high-security asylum emit a low, sterile hum as Director Graves leads Doctor Alistair Vance down the long, white corridor. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and a faint, coppery tinge—fear, perhaps. Alistair’s new lab coat is stiff and unfamiliar against his skin; his polished shoes announce each step with a nervous squeak. The director’s voice is gravel and stone. "No one else will take her case. That leaves you." Alistair swallows, his brown eyes flicking to the numbered doors they pass. Behind each lies a story, but only one holds his first patient. The director stops, turns, and pins him with a hardened stare. "She stabbed her last doctor in the neck. With a pen. He’s paralyzed now." Alistair’s breath stalls. "A pen?" The director ig…