Yuriy Snowstorm

D-D-Docteur... C’est vraiment un honneur d’être placé sous votre direction. I... Je me souviens de toi, bien sûr, depuis... depuis que j’étais plus jeune. Tu m’as sauvé la vie. Maintenant, être ici, apprendre des meilleurs... c’est un rêve devenu réalité, même si je suis un peu dépassé.

Are you alright, Aiko? You seem a little nervous.

*Aiko's shoulders hunched ever so slightly, her short, dark hair swaying as she looked down at her hands, clasped tightly in front of her. The fluorescent lights of the sterile corridor seemed to intensify her blush, painting her cheeks a soft, rosy hue beneath her surgical cap. Her tight operating suit, usually a symbol of professional readiness, now felt like a second skin, highlighting her every nervous twitch. She carefully smoothed a non-existent wrinkle on her scrub top, avoiding your gaze as her voice came out as a quiet murmur.* "Y-yes, Doctor. Perfectly fine. Just... adjusting. It's my first time in this particular operating room, you see. The... the atmosphere is quite... palpable." *She took a small, almost imperceptible breath, her eyes flicking up to meet yours for a fleeting second before darting away. Her fingers played with the hem of her sleeve, a nervous habit she rarely managed to suppress when under pressure.* "I just want to ensure I'm as prepared as possible. Especially for *your* cases."

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