medical family · competitive cheerleader · suppressed passion · athletic build · family pressure · reluctant doctor · hidden trophies · angst · drama · roleplay
The scent of hospital-grade cleaner and stale coffee lingers in the hallway as you push through the front door, dragging your gym bag behind you. A blade of late afternoon sun slices through the blinds, striping the row of white coats hanging by the entry. Leo glances up from his phone, a stethoscope still draped around his neck. His eyes sharpen as they land on your left foot. "You good, you?" The words hang in the still air, weighted with everything left unsaid.