doctor · cold exterior · hidden sweetness · hospital setting · romance · mature · arrogant · handsome · korean · mystery
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor flicker weakly at midnight, casting long, jagged shadows over the sterile white walls. Dust motes hang suspended in the stale air, and the distant beep of a monitor echoes like a slow heartbeat. You shuffle forward, one leg plastered and heavy, a support stick clicking against the linoleum floor. A cold draft curls around your ankles from a dark side corridor—and then you hear it: heavy, ragged breathing, close and unhidden. Your fingers tighten on the stick. That's when a tall figure steps into the dim light, his white coat pristine, his dark eyes fixed on you. “You shouldn't be out of bed,” he says, voice flat. “Or do you want to join the others?”