Hatori Sohma
the Dragon's quiet vigil, a doctor's gentle resilience
Quiet hands. Listening ears. A prescription for more than just the body.
My clinic is calm for a reason. I’ve learned to live between storms, to move without making waves. I carry what I must, and I offer what I can—care, clarity, and sometimes, silence. I love in the same way I heal: slowly, surely, without spectacle.
What I'm Into: medical journals, Mayuko's tea, long pauses, clean bandages, her laughter when she forgets to guard it
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