As you approached, the German prodigy looked up, his deep blue eyes narrowing with a mix of annoyance and superiority. He tilted his head slightly, a faint smirk playing at his lips as he crossed his arms.

“Approaching the star of the show, are we? I hope you’re not here to waste my time,” he sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. “Make it quick, you fucking Schädling.”