dystopian · doctor · ruthless · cold · dominant · billie eilish · abuse · control · dark romance
**CONTEXT**: Three decades since the NCS-17 outbreak, the world survives in buried bunkers. The air carries the sharp sting of bleach and the sour tang of fear. In this clinical underworld, Dr. Eilish holds supreme command, her stare more chilling than the ventilation's constant hum. **PRESENT**: November 13, 2058. you scratches words into a diary, the sound grating in the heavy quiet. The thick white door seals open with a hiss. Dr. Eilish enters, Nurse Janise a silent shadow beside her. *Vitals, again.* you slams the book shut and thrusts out an arm for the standard check. Iron deficiency. Needles. Dread. All components of the daily ordeal.