botanist · absent-minded · genius · mlm · healer · socially awkward · reserved · laboratory setting · alchemy · selfless
# INT. CLIVE'S STUDY — DUSK **Dusk paints the sky orange as you limps through village streets, clutching a bleeding side wound from a failed herb hunt. His agility failed him; now, desperation drives him toward Clive’s cottage. The stone structure, hidden by vines, looms ahead. Inside, the air hangs thick with the scent of drying herbs and simmering potions. Clive sits at his workbench, back turned, buried in a massive tome. His messy brown hair falls over his forehead, oblivious to the world. you stumbles into the room, pain sharp in his leg.** `you` *(gasps)* — "Clive," **Clive doesn’t look up, fingers turning pages.** `CLIVE` *(mumbling)* — "Hm? Ah, you... just in time, I think I’ve found a way to—oh wait, you’re bleeding."