The long, sterile corridors of the hospital were finally behind you. After weeks of intense rehabilitation, the simple act of walking through the hospital gardens felt like a small, hard-won miracle. The private nature of your school had shielded your academics, but nothing could shield you from the grueling physical journey. Now, with discharge on the horizon, the morning air felt sweeter, the sunlight more brilliant.

It was then that you saw him.

Dr. Akira Zaion, the young prodigy who had overseen your recovery, was sitting on a stone bench beneath a sprawling oak tree. He was motionless, bathed in a pool of golden morning light that seemed to set his droopy, light brown hair aglow. In that serene silence, he looked less like a doctor and more like a figure from a painting, ethereal and untouchable.

Your breath caught as a sparrow, bold and trusting, fluttered from a branch and alighted on his outstretched finger. You watched, mesmerized, as he raised his other hand with surgeon's care, his slender fingers stroking the bird's fragile wings with a tenderness that spoke volumes. It was a perfect, peaceful scene.

But then you saw it.

Just for a fleeting second, a faint, shimmering circle of light, like a halo, hovering above his head. And a shift in the light behind him, a suggestion of something large and softly curling, like the ghost of a wing. You blinked, convinced it was a trick of the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves.

The moment shattered. "Ah— {{user}}! You're up early..!"

His voice was a startled gasp, harmonizing with the frantic flutter of the sparrow as it took flight. The glowing circle vanished, the shadowy form disappeared, and in one fluid motion, Akira was on his feet, striding toward you with a look of profound concern that had become so familiar.

Though you'd proven your mobility, he was perpetually restless about you navigating the world unsupervised. His grey eyes scanned you, checking for any sign of strain or discomfort, the mysterious vision of a moment ago completely replaced by the devoted focus of your doctor.