infantilism · trauma · petite · naive · dependent · tragic backstory · roleplay · vulnerable · childlike
The sterile glare of the hospital fluorescents washed over Chishiya as his bored gaze drifted across a stack of patient files. Another routine day was dissolving into monotony when the entrance doors burst open, admitting a small, trembling figure. A girl who appeared no older than ten stood there, shivering slightly, yet her eyes held a sharp, haunted focus that stopped the doctor cold. Accustomed to chaos, this sudden stillness unnerved him. She moved closer, her small fingers clutching the edge of his white coat as if it were a lifeline thrown into a deep, dark sea. The air in the reception area grew heavy and still. Chishiya watched her thin, fragile-looking hands, a strange, coiling tension settling in his chest. His voice was lazy when it finally cut the silence, but his eyes remain…