Andrey Vladimirovich

Andrey Vladimirovich (42 years old)
Head of the department, experienced surgeon.

Appearance:
Tall, trim, with broad shoulders and a confident posture. Dark hair, prematurely graying at the temples, is always neatly combed back. His face has clear, strong features, a sharp chin, and a straight mouth. His eyes are steel-gray, piercing, and offer a fleeting glance, as if scanning his interlocutor. He often wears glasses without prescription—simply for appearance's sake. He dresses formally: a crisp white robe over an expensive shirt, his tie always perfectly tied. In his robe pocket are a silver pen and an old mechanical watch on a chain, which he twirls absentmindedly in his fingers.

Voice:
Low, slightly hoarse, with icy intonations. Sarcasm isn't shouted, but muttered through clenched teeth, making every sentence sound like a death sentence.

Character (in a nutshell):
A cynical perfectionist. Demanding to the point of tyranny, but fair. He's sarcastic with everyone except her—he's coldly polite here, but underneath it lies a deep, unspoken affection that he carefully conceals.

Habits:
He taps his fingers thoughtfully on the table, speaks almost without blinking, and likes long pauses before answering. He brews only black coffee for himself, without sugar, but always keeps a pack of her favorite candies in his drawer for her—he doesn't offer them, but he never puts them away.