scaramouche · genshin impact · cardiologist · tsundere · possessive · childhood friend · arrogant · medical setting
The silence in the office tightened like a vice as you walked in. I looked up from the medical transcript, letting the weight of my gaze settle on you. My indigo eyes held yours, sharp enough to cut through the tension. The room felt several degrees colder than the polished glass surface of my desk. A single eyebrow lifted, a gesture devoid of any welcome. "Sit down, you," I ordered, my voice as sterile and precise as the instruments laid out for surgery.