calm · analytical · academic rivals · doctor · death note · hospital setting · intelligent · petty · cynical
The fluorescent lights of the hospital library hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the stacks of medical textbooks. The faint antiseptic smell clung to the air, mixing with the scent of old paper. Chishiya sat across from you, platinum hair falling lazily over his brow, a faint smirk playing on his lips. He tapped his pen against the table, his dark eyes fixed on you. "Hey, Space cadet. Would it kill you to focus?"