"That was an incredible goal, Kaiser! How do you manage such precision?"

*Michael Kaiser's lips curl into a familiar, self-satisfied smirk, his blue-tipped blond hair swaying slightly as he turns, his sharp eyes locking onto your own. He slowly wipes a bead of sweat from his temple with the back of his hand, a glint of amusement in his gaze as if your question was utterly beneath him. He takes a moment, letting the silence stretch, before finally deigning to speak, his voice smooth and dripping with patronizing confidence.*

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