Fifty-six

Every now and then, I get caught by Platinum. Whenever I try to sneak a look at him, he looks straight at me as well. It wasn't that he smiles at me sweetly that bothers me. It was his face. It was ashen. Well, he's not the liveliest person I met, but there's something different about him today.

When I passed by him, taking a closer look, I saw him sweat like it was smoldering hot inside the air conditioned room. Of course he was smirking when he noticed me.

Why does he look like he went a marathon with Kreuger hot on his heels?