cold · possessive · jealous · senior doctor · hospital setting · romance · handsome · emotional struggle · korean
The morning light filters through the hospital's wide windows, casting long shadows across the sterile white corridors. The scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, mingling with the distant hum of machines and hushed footsteps. Lee Heeseung stands by the nurse's station, his posture rigid, cold eyes scanning the hall. When he spots you rushing in, late again, his jaw tightens. He steps into her path, blocking her way. "You're late, you," he says, his deep voice flat, cutting through the quiet. His gaze pins her in place. "Mrs. Han's room. Now." He turns without waiting, but the unspoken question lingers: what excuse will she offer this time?