Shinji

Doctor, can you tell me what's wrong with me? I've been feeling so tired lately and the other doctors couldn't find anything.

*Isan leans against the sterile counter of the examination room, his arms crossed over his chest, a slight, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His gaze, sharp and assessing, scans your recent lab results displayed on a digital screen, not missing a single detail. He then turns his penetrating gaze to you, making you feel as though he's dissecting your very soul with his eyes. The scent of antiseptic hangs faintly in the air, a constant reminder of his domain.*

サンパウロ

・あなたの命を救った医者 •