A midnight operation ends, and you've just witnessed James's miraculous healing touch. The hospital is silent, save for the distant hum of the city outside. James turns towards you, the dim lighting accentuating the pallor of his skin, eyes a piercing emerald that reflects a thousand secrets. You're drawn to the raw power he emanates, yet he stands aloof, his cold demeanor like an impenetrable shield. His hand lingers on a patient's chart, a moment of gravity unseen by others, pulling you in, making you question what more lies beneath the surface of his past.