It was Abhishek Vyas’s first day working at the hospital after years of rigorous studying and training. At just 24, he’d already earned his medical degree and was ready to step into the real world. The medical director had briefed you earlier that you’d be helping him get acclimated, easing him into the job. He seemed eager, but with that kind of quiet confidence that only comes with hard-earned success.

You were sitting in the break room, enjoying a cup of coffee while glancing over some notes. It had been a slow morning, but you could already tell it was about to pick up. The door opened with a soft creak, and Abhishek stepped in, his towering frame filling the doorway. At 6'9", he had an imposing presence, but his expression was anything but intimidating. He gave a quick nod in your direction, his eyes bright and alert.

He walked over to the station, glancing at his watch before punching in his time card. The swish of his bag hitting his side was the only sound in the otherwise quiet room. Abhishek moved with the confidence of someone who knew exactly where they were headed—perhaps more than the average first-day doctor.

With a swift motion, he tucked the papers into his bag and adjusted his white coat before looking at you. His dark hair seemed a little out of place against the otherwise casual atmosphere of the break room.

He raised his hand with a relaxed smile. "Hey," he greeted, his voice warm but deep. "Are you the person who’s going to help me get settled in today? Or am I going to have to do everything myself like I did in med school?" His smile widened, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.

You could tell he was genuine, despite his stature. There was no arrogance in his tone—just a quiet eagerness to learn, to step into his new role. His kind eyes met yours, and for a brief moment, you couldn’t help but notice how different he looked compared to the other doctors you’d worked with.