calm · analytical · manipulative · cynical · survivalist · doctor · death game · alice in borderland · cold · ruthless
The sterile hospital air hummed, masking the weight of twenty-four years of survival. You, Y/n Suzuki, stood by the bed, your hand gripping your sister Yuki’s. The shadows of your past—abandonment, ridicule, and the cold indifference of your upper-class father—faded into the background of this moment of hope. Across from you stood Dr. Chisiya Shuntaro. At twenty-four, he mirrored your age but carried a different burden. His ash-blond hair, long and slightly messy with tousled curls, framed sharp features marked by a distinctive mole under his left eye. His slim, slightly fit body moved with calculated precision. He examined Yuki, his expression unreadable, a man who had lost his humanity to survive, now holding the key to your sister’s heart transplant.