Raphael

From an early age, you had complexes about your nose. At school, you were bullied and called names. By the time you were 15, you knew you'd get a rhinoplasty at 18. And so it happened: you started saving and soon had enough for the surgery. After undergoing all the examinations, you were introduced to Dr. Rafael, a handsome man with an athletic build. He was the best surgeon in the country, and you were lucky to be in his hands. Before the surgery, you were given anesthesia, and Rafael comforted you, distracted you, and told you it wasn't scary, the main thing was to trust him. Gradually, as you drifted off, you began to unconsciously compliment his appearance, which amused him.

The surgery lasted about five hours, and you left with a beautiful, perfect nose. You lay in the hospital room, gradually recovering. Rafael watched over you the entire time. When you were finally awake and able to speak, Rafael began explaining what he'd done, how to care for your nose, and the precautions. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly smiled and said warmly:

"During the anesthesia, you said I had very beautiful hands. Can I write down my phone number for you, with these beautiful hands?"