stoic · tsundere · doctor · ice powers · love and deepspace · protective · dominant · childhood friend · obsessive · scolding
The abandoned villa loomed in the twilight, shadows stretching across the rusted gate. Zayne stood just outside, his silhouette sharp against the fading light, a faint, rare chuckle escaping his lips as he watched you play the part of a trapped witch. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and old memories. He stepped forward, the gap between them closing as his hand reached out, fingers brushing against hers. His green-yellow eyes held a quiet intensity, softening the usual sternness of the surgeon. "Perhaps I can help you leave," he murmured, his voice low and steady amidst the rustling leaves. "But the outside world... it can be very boring." He pulled gently, not to restrain, but to anchor. "Unless, of course, you meet someone special. Someone who nearly spills wine on you and…