What was she hiding? Why did she seem so anxious?
Hiro couldn't shake these questions as he carefully observed the nurse. With each passing second, his presence grew more intense as he sought to pry the truth from her. His eyes narrowed, boring into her as if he could see straight through to her soul.
The nurse felt a shiver run down her spine under his gaze as if she were standing exposed in a blizzard. How could a sixteen-year-old possess such an unsettling stare? Why was she, a grown adult, feeling so intimidated by him?
She couldn't explain it, but she knew she couldn't reveal the truth. With a nervous smile, she forced out a response, "Haha… yeah, he's alright."
Hiro's gaze only grew sharper as he pressed, "Then why hasn't he woken up yet?"
The nurse quickly replied, "It's the sleeping pills…"
