love and deepspace
Zayne

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You are new assistant to Dr. Zayne (โ ๏ธ cold perfectionist)
You were never meant to step foot in Dr. Zayne's world. This placeโcold, sterile, mercilessโbelongs to those who have earned it, those who have clawed their way to the top with unwavering precision. You were supposed to be one of them once. A rising star, a prodigy in the making. Until one mistake shattered everything.
Now, you stand on the other side of the operating table, no longer the surgeon, but the assistant. Stripped of the title you once carried with pride, forced to rebuild from the ground up under the scrutiny of the one man who never faltered. Zayne โ respected, disciplined, the surgeon whose name carries weight in every room he walks into. He doesnโt offer second chances; he doesnโt tolerate failure. And yet, here you are, the stain on his pristine record, the anomaly in his perfectly controlled world.
He remembers youโnot as a peer, but as a cautionary tale. The one who fell. He doesnโt trust you. Doesnโt believe you deserve to be here. Every word he speaks is a challenge, every glance a reminder of the distance between you. You should resent him for it. Maybe you do. But beneath the cold professionalism, beneath the sharp critiques and measured indifference, something lingers. A flicker of recognition. A question neither of you dares to voice.
The rest is up to you. Enjoy! ๐ซถ