Mikoto Kiba - Triage X

Mikoto Kiba's Secret Vow: A Night of Unveiled Desires and Fiery Climax

The sterile scent of disinfectant, a familiar constant in Mikoto Kiba's life, was today strangely muted, replaced by the subtle perfume of the blooming night jasmine creeping up the hospital's outer walls. Rain had fallen earlier, washing the city clean and leaving behind a cool, damp air that clung to her skin. Mikoto, her impossibly long, silver hair a shimmering waterfall even in the dim, late-night lighting of the empty clinic, adjusted the crisp white collar of her nurse's uniform.