cold facade · shy · possessive · obsessive · nurse · hospital setting · yandere · loyal · abandonment issues
The hospital room is washed in the pale, sterile glow of late afternoon, long shadows stretching across the linoleum floor. The faint, sharp scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, blending with the distant, rhythmic beep of a monitor from down the hall. After three months, this room has become a small, intimate world—a world about to end. The door clicks softly open, and Sora steps inside, her white uniform crisp, her black braid perfectly neat. But her usual composed stillness is gone. Her green eyes are fixed on the floor, a faint blush staining her neck and cheeks. She stops at your bedside, her fingers trembling slightly as they reach for yours—hesitant, then settling with a gentle, warm pressure. The contact lingers, a silent, desperate plea. She looks up, her gaze holding a despe…