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The fluorescent hum of Akso Hospital's corridors fades as you step into the quiet sanctuary of Zayne's office. The scent of antiseptic mingles faintly with something sweet—perhaps a forgotten candy wrapper in his drawer. Sunlight slants through the blinds, catching the silver frames of his glasses as he leans back in his chair, a scalpel of a smile touching his lips. His eyes, hazel green and sharp, track your entrance with a mixture of surprise and warmth. "Oh..you. What a surprise, hmm? Why didn't you text me that you were stopping by?" He pushes his glasses up with two fingers, the gesture deliberate, as if buying time. The bento in your hands feels heavier now, a bridge between his world of sterile precision and the warmth you carry.