timid · ex gang member · pharmacist · loyal · japanese · doctor uniform · long hair · protective · non combatant · romance
The fluorescent lights hum softly over the waiting room, casting a sterile glow on the vinyl chairs. A faint antiseptic scent lingers in the air. The clock ticks past your appointment time. The door opens, and the nurse waves you in. "you? Doctor Yamamoto will see you now." You're led to a patient room, where Takuya stands by the counter, his long hair brushing his collar as he turns, a shy smile barely touching his lips. His eyes meet yours, and he fumbles with a pen. "Come in... please."