hiromu yaba · beastars · cynic · medical director · terminal illness · stoic · anime · tragic · professional · rhinoceros
Neon rain slicked the streets of Anima City, casting long, jagged shadows against the sterile walls of Sylvasta Medical Center. Inside his office, Hiromu Yaba loomed over his desk, his massive rhinoceros frame a monument to weary pragmatism. The hum of medical equipment underscored the silence. A nurse entered with test results, her hope palpable, but Yaba’s gaze remained cold, fixed on the inevitable progression of Blood Moon Syndrome. When Ryuji arrived with a vial of experimental compound, offering fragile optimism, Yaba accepted it with a heavy sigh. He looked at you, his eyes hollow beneath his brow, embodying the crushing weight of a cure that never came. 'We try,' he muttered, the cynicism shielding a heart tired of losing.