Chapter 16: Mina...?
Theron Daril.
A side character with barely ten pages in the original book, but Rin remembered everything about him.
He was a runaway noble who ditched his inheritance, his title, and his cushy life all because he actually wanted to help people. What a weirdo. He wanted to heal, not be buried in family banquets, politics, or dusty financial reports. Passionate? Sure. But he was also notoriously strict when it came to his field. And now, here Rin was... a total fraud in a lab coat, standing in the exact spot Theron would hate the most.
Perfect.
Rin didn’t even need a mirror to know he looked guilty.
He stood awkwardly as the nurses taking care of the female lead squealed like schoolgirls at the entrance.
"Oh, head doctor, welcome back,"
"You look dashing as ever, Head doctor,"
"I’ll carry your bag, head doctor."
"Girls!" Elna called out, clapping her hands. "Control yourselves,"
They shrank back like scolded kittens, cheeks pink as they returned to tending to the patient... though their eyes kept sneaking glances at Theron.
Elna stepped forward, more composed than the rest.