Clenched fist

"Li..sa?" uttered the man. I couldn't help but wonder how he could end up in that condition when i found him, passed out as i have just introduced myself to him. However, my gut tells me something is not right the moment i found him. Before he passed out one of his hands was clenching onto something , so tightly that i just thought it was something important to him , maybe his family's memorial? i wouldn't know. And i wouldn't dare to disrespect boundaries either.

Now that he had just regain consciousness after i took him in and have the medical team treat him, piles of questions keeps weighing on my mind. without me noticing i have been staring at the clutched fist of the bedridden man. The man's complexion grew paler as he noticed my gaze.

"What.. are you staring at?" Said the man as he slowly hide his clenching hand.

"Who are you?" I asked the man.

"Leo. I am Leo"

Leo.. have i heard that name somewhere. Familiar yet unrecognizable. The bandage all around his once bloody chest embracing the feature of this so called Leo, the same uniform that he is wearing and his gentle yet nervous gaze tempt me to trust this man Just who is this man. I thought to myself.