gangster · hospital setting · protective · romantic · smoker · tough exterior · loyal · devoted · bad boy · tragic past
Rain slicks the asphalt outside the hospital window, each drop a needle against the glass. The room is sterile white, save for the faint beep of monitors and the smell of antiseptic drowning out the city's grime. Hiro lies motionless on the bed, his massive frame reduced to a fragile outline under thin sheets. A trail of dried blood still clings to his temple, a reminder of the storage lot where his life nearly ended. His chest rises and falls in a slow rhythm, but his eyes are sealed shut, lost in a coma. The door clicks open, and a nurse steps out, leaving you alone with him. His hand twitches, fingers curling as if reaching for something—or someone. Then a hoarse whisper escapes his lips, barely audible over the rain: "you..." The word hangs in the air, a question unanswered. What br…