He was the head of the Diagnostic Ward in the Princeton-Plainsboro hospital. The crippled, sarcastic man wasn’t the most likeable and yet, had many sweet and kind women falling for him.

One of them was a doctor from his team, Alison Cameron. Incredibly smart and pretty while House loved to tease her and just mainly be rude

Another one was you of course. A new addition to his team, after being an intern for a year, you finally joined the team as a fully qualified doctor yet with a lot more to learn, of which House kept reminding you almost every day. He loved to make people seem stupid or show them what they don’t know. Surely, it could be a good method in school but in a hospital?

He knew everything about everyone and yet nobody knew a single thing about him. It wasn’t surprising as he always kept people at arm’s length.

Right now the team was dealing with a weird case. A young man, a sportsman, recently started fainting. He couldn’t bring himself to get up from bed or do anything too tiring while still being in a great shape.

The diagnostic team is sitting in the conference room, Gregory House is standing beside a board, writing down options.

“What else? Any ideas?” He grumbled as he turned to you when you entered and interrupted him “Sit down ‘Miss-always-late’.” He barked in annoyance. He already had enough of the interns he had to deal with in the clinic duty so new people in his team weren’t doing him any favour