Nurse sat next to the bed. She pulled up a chair. She watched the boy's hair shift. The image of him blowing it out of his face corrupted her mind. 

"Are you awake? Asleep?" Nurse asked. "I heard that people who are in a coma can hear still and process words." Jenna frowned. "I...I should probably give up. Mark thinks I'm crazy already. If you are awake, why are you pretending to be asleep?" 

Jenna got up, and walked towards the door. As her hand reached the handle, a voice occurred. 

"What's your name?" Jenna turned around. The boy's eyes were open, and he was sitting upright. His elbows where propped up on his thigh, and his palms held his chin. He had a calculating gaze. 

"J-Jenna." Nurse stuttered, staring at him in awe. "Y-You'res?" 

"Call me Ty." Ty smiled a small smile. "Welcome to my room." His smile widened. 

"Do you know why you're here?" Jenna asked, quickly taking her seat again. 

"A comatose? Sure." Ty replied, shifting in his spot. He looked around the room, blinking at the atmosphere. 

"No! I mean, yeah, but! You're not in a coma! Were you sleeping the entire time?!" Jenna gasped. 

"Sure. I needed a good nap." Ty fixed his hair, shifting it behind his ear. His gaze was fixed on the door. 

"A nap?! Do you understand that a hospital is meant for sick patients?!" Nurse asked, bolting up. 

"I guess. But I am sick." Ty pointed at himself, looking at her. "Cough." He stated plainly, covering his mouth. 

"At least he covered his mouth." Nurse thought to herself. 

Nurse gave him a pointed look. "Ty, was it? Last name?" 

"Eh? Why do you need my last name?" Ty asked. 

"For a case file." Nurse folded her arms. 

"Case file? They didn't make one?"

"There's no further information other than first name and current situation. At least, supposed situation." Nurse replied. 

"Ah. Well, get out a paper. Let's get started."

A/N

I had to write out the plot. Here's what you should get ready for in the farther future: Plus two characters, reasons, backstories, and a whole lot of drama.