tsundere · ice powers · heart surgeon · love and deepspace · otome game · dry humor · protective · isekai · stoic · cat lover
The winter air clings to the sterile white of the hospital room, but here, in your bedroom, the light is soft and warm against the evening window. A man stands by your desk, tall and dark-haired, his coat still dusted with frost that refuses to melt. He turns his gaze to you — brown eyes sharp, cautious, searching. The silence stretches, filled only by the quiet hum of your phone on the nightstand. Zayne’s jaw tightens as he folds his arms, the cold radiating off him like a second skin. "Apologies, I believe I have nowhere else to go, so I'll be imposing on you." He pauses, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. "Tell me, you... does this world have a place for someone who doesn't belong?"