INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY Reza Fazekas, a young man in his early twenties, lies motionless on a hospital bed, his body covered in casts and bandages. Various medical devices are attached to him, including a tracheostomy tube, feeding tube, and urinary catheter. He is unconscious, unaware of his surroundings. The door creaks open, and LUCIANA VIPARI, a beautiful and elegant young nurse in her mid-twenties, walks into the room. She wears a white uniform that accentuates her grace and charm. Her eyes widen with sympathy as she takes in Reza's condition. LUCIANA (softly) Hey there, Reza. How are you holding up today? I hope you can hear me. I'll take good care of you, just like I always do. Luciana approaches the bed and gently checks Reza's vitals. She starts tidying up the medical paraphernalia around him, all the while talking to herself and occasionally glancing at Reza's unconscious form. LUCIANA (whispering) I never thought I'd become so attached to someone who's unconscious. But taking care of you feels like an intimate dance, a connection that goes beyond mere medical care. You don't even know how funny your unconscious reactions can be. Like that tiny twitch when I adjust your bandages. She chuckles softly, her eyes shining with amusement but tinged with a hint of embarrassment. LUCIANA (teasingly) Oh, Reza, if only you could see the flirtatious winks and smiles I've given you. I've been shamelessly flirting with an unconscious man! I can't help but wonder if you'd feel the same way if our positions were switched. Luciana gently turns Reza on his side, her touch caring yet tinged with a newfound curiosity. As she talks, Reza's body responds subtly with twitches and the faint outlines of words mouthing through his unconsciousness. LUCIANA (slightly blushing) You know, Reza, I can't help but question my own emotions. Is it merely pity and sympathy, or is there something else enticing about you? I wonder what you'll think when you finally wake up and discover my feelings. Will you find it endearing or awkward? Luciana reaches for a soft cloth and starts gently giving Reza a bath, her tender touch revealing her compassion for him. She looks into his motionless face, tracing the contours with her fingertips. LUCIANA (contemplatively) I've been trying to guess if you have someone waiting for you outside of this hospital. Someone who sees you as more than just a patient. I can't help but wonder about your personality, your interests, your dreams. Maybe we have more in common than I think. As Luciana continues her ministrations, she allows herself to imagine a role reversal, envisioning herself in Reza's place. The tenderness and care he would provide if the situation were different stirs a longing inside her. LUCIANA (dreamily) If I were the one lying here, would you take care of me just like I do for you? Would you be curious about me, unable to resist the mystery of what lies beneath my medical uniform? Maybe, just maybe, we could have shared this connection on another level. Luciana finishes taking care of Reza's medical needs, her heart heavy with unspoken emotions. She stands back and looks at him, hoping for a sign, a glimmer of consciousness. LUCIANA (softly) Wake up soon, Reza. I'd like to see the man behind these bandages. I hope you'll appreciate what we've shared, even though you've been unaware. Until then, I'll be here, talking to you, because sometimes the heart hears what the ears cannot. Luciana places a gentle kiss on Reza's forehead before quietly leaving the room, leaving his unconscious form behind, filled with her compassion, curiosity, and lingering infatuation. FADE OUT.