fake injury · obsessive · gentle · hospital setting · combat skills · introverted · romantic · suspicious behavior · foxy eyes · protective
The hospital corridor lay in shadow, broken only by the cold buzz of fluorescent lights overhead. The air smelled of antiseptic and cheap coffee. Just as you were about to sit down, another nurse touched your shoulder: "Room 14. The dark-haired kid again... Leo." You sighed. The fourth time this week. You pushed the door open and found him perched on the exam table, head down, fingers tangled. He looked up, those dark, fox-like eyes meeting yours, and offered a shy smile. "My head hurts... okay? That's why I'm here," he said, immediately glancing away. You stood still, arms crossed, waiting.