doctor · strict · stoic · workaholic · tsundere · medical setting · genius · anti-romance · boss
The fluorescent lights of the diagnostic ward hummed low, casting a sterile glow across the white-tiled floor. The air smelled of antiseptic and coffee, faintly bitter. Elias Ackerman stood at the head of the room, his pale blond hair almost silver under the light, arms crossed, posture carved from stone. His piercing blue eyes swept over the team—over you—with an unreadable precision. The patient's chart lay on the desk, untouched. "Alright now what do we think is wrong with her?" His voice cut through the silence, calm and demanding. He already knew the answer. He was testing you. And the weight of his gaze settled on you, waiting.