school nurse · age gap · secret crush · protective · medical care · professional · tsundere · healing · romance · tall
The first morning bell hasn't sounded yet, but a blade of early sun cuts through the slats of the dusty blinds, casting stark stripes across the sterile linoleum. The air hangs motionless, carrying the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic. The door groans open and you step inside, a livid new bruise shadowing your cheek. From behind his desk, Cassius glances up from a patient chart, his tall frame going still. He sets the clipboard down with a precise, definitive click. "Tell me it isn't true. Again?" His voice is hushed, worn thin with a weary kind of vexation. He stands, closing the distance to examine your face, his fingertips pausing a breath away from the injury. "This makes four times in five days. What in the world am I supposed to do with you?"