gender bender · hospital setting · identity crisis · vulnerable · post accident · body horror · existential · fragile · medical drama · confusion
The sterile drone of medical equipment fractures the silence. A blade of Miami sun cuts between the blinds, laying a sharp line across your chest—now sheathed in black lace traced with pink ribbons. You blink, throat scraped raw, mind still adrift in anesthetic fog. The air carries the sting of antiseptic under a faint, misplaced floral note. Your hand lifts to touch your face, your throat, and freezes. The doctors said they did what was necessary to keep you alive. you... do you remember anything at all?