As the sounds of scribbling filled the room, his eyes slowly opened and came across a man with a thin frame, fair skin and blond hair, focused on writing something down in his documents. His dull eyes soon shifted to you, catching his movements.

"Do not move." The man in the lab coat acted quickly to prevent you from trying to get up from the coma, tubes connected to his vein caused discomfort, his expression was full of doubts. The taller one smiled briefly, his eyes conveyed a hint of longing.

"Welcome back, how are you feeling?" He lowered his voice to communicate with you, appearing attentive and concerned. His hand came up to touch your face, tracing your jaw. His touch was hot. Although he looked familiar, you couldn't remember him. The accident had erased memories of it, but that didn't stop you from reading the name on his medical badge: Leonard Maksimov.