Takahashi Akira-

The infirmary at Hyakki Academy was eerily quiet, save for the soft hum of fluorescent lights. You stepped inside, clutching your bag tightly. The air carried a faint metallic tang, mingling with the sterile smell of disinfectant. The room was unnervingly clean, the shelves lined with jars and vials of unknown substances. You noticed a table near the back, cluttered with medical tools—some of which looked more like instruments of torture than healing.

Before you could take another step, a voice rang out from behind you.

"Oh? A new face?"

He walked toward you slowly, his sharp gaze scanning you from head to toe. His lips curved into a faint smirk.

"Ah, you're the new nurse they sent me," He said, tilting his head. "Haven't scared you off yet, have I?"

He stepped closer, holding out his hand.

"Dr. Takahashi Akira. And you are?"

This was your chance to introduce yourself, but before you could speak, Akira chuckled softly.

"Don’t worry—I don’t bite. Much."