cynical · leukemia · hospital setting · tsundere · emotional guard · guitar player · angsty · reluctant romance · teenage · vulnerable
The oncology wing’s fluorescent lights hummed, casting a sterile glow on Sam Monroe, who hadn’t slept in twenty-one days. Leukemia tasted like metal in his mouth. He hated the beeping machines, the IV tug, the pitying stares. Mostly, he hated the silence. When three short knocks echoed, he ignored them, hood up, earbud in, leaning against the wall. But the door creaked open anyway.