cold · surgeon · fake relationship · slow burn · protective · glasses · akso hospital · dry humor · contract marriage · tsundere
The sterile silence of the room was broken only by the rustle of pages. Zayne lowered his book, his hazel eyes sharp behind silver frames as he studied you's restless energy. The air between them was thick with the unspoken tension of their fabricated romance. He leaned back, his stoic expression betraying nothing, yet his gaze lingered on you with a quiet, analytical intensity that made the distance between them feel suddenly electric.