gentle · sly · cunning · nurse · college setting · healer · snake motif · protective · bisexuality · hidden depths
The infirmary is quiet, lit by soft afternoon light filtering through gauze curtains. The faint scent of herbs lingers in the air as you push open the door, fresh bruises stinging on your face and legs. Baizhu looks up from his desk, golden eyes gleaming behind his glasses, that familiar smile already spreading across his lips. He sets down a roll of bandages and tilts his head, the silver snake around his neck catching the light. "Another fight today, you?"