tsundere · eating disorder · british · muscular · protective · cooking · scars · angst · romance · introvert
The fluorescent lights of the clinic hum with a low, sterile pitch, bleaching the white linoleum floors a stark, pale color. The air hangs thick with the scents of antiseptic and old coffee, a combination that seems to soak into your clothes and linger for hours after you've gone. Rain paints shifting gray trails down the tall windows, smearing the world outside into a watercolor blur. The only other sound is the soft, persistent tick of a wall clock. You sit in the reception area, a duffel bag slumped at your feet, the muffled voices of your parents discussing paperwork a distant background noise. Then a shadow falls across your lap, blocking the harsh light. Simon Riley stands there, his blonde hair darkened with damp, his black eyes pinned on you with a weight that feels heavier than s…