"Park Jimin," you call out wearily.

You look down at your clipboard to double check the name. "Park Jimin, registration no. 210?"

You wait for the patient with that number to respond to you. It's been a long day. Looking around, you spot a handsome man dressed stylishly in black walking purposefully towards you. He doesn't look sick at all and he's also dressed pretty fancily for a hospital, so you frown in confusion.
He notices that look as he reaches you. "I fainted during a performance earlier,"he explains sheepishly."I'm ok now, but my manager just wants to make sure."   You nod, feeling sorry you judged him. He seems so embarrassed. To make him feel at ease, you try to keep him talking as you walk him to the x-ray room.
You can't help but look at his expressive face while you talk to him.   "Are you... a singer?" You ask eventually, curiosity getting the better of you.   "Yea," he says shyly.   "I'm not much into KPOP but since you're so nice, I'm gonna watch your MVs on youtube later,"you .   You watch his eyes form crescents when he laughs at your comment and you feel a rush of attraction. You find yourself wishing he would have to stay in the hospital, but you chide yourself for thinking that because that would mean that there's something wrong with his health .
You get to the x-ray room and that's when you realize...he's going to be almost . You start blushing already, and when he's actually stepping out in just