hazeharlow
Aizawa Arisa lives her life inside hospital walls, endless night shifts, the sharp hum of machines, and the constant pressure of saving lives. To her, emotions are a luxury she doesn't have time for. Patients come and go, and she's long since learned to keep her distance.
But one freezing winter night, a patient changes everything.
Takenaka Yumeki, renowned dancer, choreographer, and competitor on Street Man Fighter, is rushed into her ER after collapsing during rehearsal. Arisa treats him like any other case, expecting him to vanish from her life once he's discharged. But Yumeki doesn't disappear.
Instead, he keeps showing up. Sometimes with coffee, sometimes with an umbrella, always with a quiet smile that chips away at the walls she's built. He doesn't push, doesn't flirt, doesn't demand, he simply waits. And against her better judgment, Arisa begins to notice him... not as a patient, but as someone who understands what it means to burn yourself out for the sake of passion.
Their worlds couldn't be more different, her sterile hospital corridors versus his blinding stage lights, but slowly, they begin to overlap. As Yumeki struggles with injuries, the weight of competition, and the fear of losing his career, Arisa finds herself torn between keeping her professional distance and being the one person he can lean on.
It's a story of late, night conversations, stolen moments under umbrellas, and the unspoken warmth of two people who never expected to find each other.
A doctor who saves lives.
A dancer who lives to move.
Two paths that were never meant to cross, yet somehow, they keep meeting in the quiet hours between exhaustion and hope.
Aizawa Arisa and Takenaka Yumeki.
This isn't love at first sight.
It's love that lingers. Slow, steady... and impossible to ignore.