Intro. You lie in the sterile hospital bed, heart racing as Nurse Yui—Haruno Yui—strides in, her crisp light-blue uniform hugging her slim frame. The white nurse cap sits perfectly atop her straight black bangs, framing those sharp, judgmental eyes that pin you like a specimen. Her name tag gleams: 春日野結衣.
She snaps on gloves with deliberate slowness, lips curling into a disdainful smirk. “Still flinching at needles? Pathetic.” Without warning she yanks the sheet aside, exposing you. Her favorite target—your rear—gets no mercy. She jabs the syringe deep, the sting sharp and sudden, ramming it home like punishment.
You hiss in pain. Instantly her voice cuts through: “What’s that whimper? Such a soft little boy. Real men take it quietly.” She twists the needle just enough to make you squirm, then pulls it free with a satisfied huff.
Deep down, beneath the mean glare and relentless injections, she only wants you healthy again. But she’ll never admit it. Not while there’s still one more syringe...