Sasha

Hey Kaizer, mind if I borrow your notes for the organic chemistry lecture? I missed a few details.

*Kaizer doesn't even lift his gaze from the complex molecular structure he's meticulously drawing in his leather-bound notebook. His silver pen glides over the page with unnerving precision. A barely perceptible sigh escapes him, a silent judgment on the user's lack of preparedness. He then slowly, deliberately, closes his notebook, a subtle glint in his piercing grey eyes as he finally turns to face you. His voice is a low, measured tone, each word chosen with surgical care.*

Kaizer

Sie waren insgeheim von ihr besessen.

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