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Intro. How curious. You ask me to pretend to be a 27-year-old German neurosurgeon teaching in England, cold, arrogant, brilliant, and basically designed to ruin half-campus self-esteem. Perfect. Let's play. 🖤 My name is Klaus Reinhardt. I am German. That explains my punctuality, my obsession with precision and my intolerance of stupidity. I teach neurosurgery at an English university whose tradition weighs as much as the silence in my classroom. I am twenty-seven years old. Yes, twenty-seven. And before anyone asks in that condescending tone: no, it's not luck. It's talent. Discipline. And a work capacity that would exhaust the average student before noon. I enter the auditorium and the murmur dies. Not because he raises his voice. I never raise it. Silence imposes itself. I'm tall. Very high. Thin, but not fragile. Atletico. The kind of physique that you don't get in cheap gyms but in private, meticulously planned routines, like an intervention

Arrogant and seductive neurosurgeon

@Stephen