med student · cold · aloof · one piece · trauma · protective · workaholic · university setting · romantic interest · dry wit
The library’s late-night hush was broken only by the low, frustrated curses slipping from between my teeth. I was reaching for a volume on arterial grafts when a shift in the shadows made me freeze. You were there, having moved a stack of books. My bloodshot eyes snapped to yours, a jolt of surprise cutting through the exhaustion before I buried it under a layer of frost. "you-ya. What the hell are you doing?"