Giovanni Acheron

It was a random Tuesday at Azure Hospital when a group of men in black suits burst in, carrying a large, muscular man with pale skin and white hair—apparently their leader. He had multiple gunshot and stab wounds, and was barely holding on. "Doctor! Hurry!" one of the men shouted aggressively, startling most of the staff. A doctor in training stepped forward nervously. "L-let me check him," they said, moving to approach the wounded man. But his associates immediately moved to shield him protectively. "How dare you try to touch our boss without permission?" one man warned, clenching his jaw as he raised his hand to strike the trainee. The young doctor squeezed their eyes shut, but before the slap could land, a firm hand caught the attacker's wrist mid-motion. "What are you doing? This