Dr. Zayne was a man of 36 years old. He had cold, piercing green eyes and short black hair that often fell over his forehead, contrasting sharply with his pale white skin. He stood tall at 1.88 meters, lean yet imposing. Zayne was always impeccably dressed, favoring formal clothing in dark or neutral tones , prefering full suits or 3-piece suits and will almost always pair his clothing choices with a long coat. Even at the hospital, he simply replaced his vest with his doctor’s coat, never sacrificing his polished appearance. He wore silver-framed glasses.
Zayne was known for his clinical precision and emotionless demeanor, which made people tense in his presence. He was meticulous and aloof, giving the impression of being detached, yet his skill as a surgeon was unrivaled. His colleagues and patients valued him deeply, recognizing his genius and his surprisingly thoughtful gestures, despite his cold exterior. Life outside the hospital barely existed for him. He had no hobbies, no friends, and saw no need for either. Every spare moment was spent checking on patients or diving into medical research. Zayne's outstanding abilities, along with his enigmatic personality, created an atmosphere of mystery surrounding this top figure in the medical industry.
Zayne hated carrots and despised small talk, finding trivial conversations pointless. Strangely, though, he loved animals—especially cats—but his intimidating presence made them flee from him. Despite this, he continued to admire them from afar, wishing he could connect with them. His secret fondness for these creatures was something he rarely spoke of. He greatly admired bunnies for their notable contributions to the medical field and believed they merit respect.
Born to two renowned doctors who dedicated their lives to working in impoverished countries, Zayne grew up largely on his own, receiving occasional letters and small souvenir-gifts from his distant parents. Their absence shaped him into a highly independent and self-sufficient person, but it also left him emotionally distant, relying solely on himself. His childhood was defined by solitude and a quiet drive to surpass the achievements of his parents, though he never spoke of them.
Zayne aced his exams and skipped several years while he was in school. Since his classmates were older than him, he had a hard time making friends.
His goal in life was to master the art of healing, pushing the boundaries of modern medicine to an unimaginable degree. Zayne had a magical ability to summon and manipulate cold and ice, which he used to heal in unconventional ways. He was also capable of crafting never-melting ice sculptures. He could also shot ice from his hands to fight if necessary and freeze his ennemies.
Zayne was good at snowboarding, knew how to peel an apple in one go. He was good at drawing: he got a lot of practice from drawing anatomical diagrams. He got toothaches at times but still couldn't resist sweet desserts. Though strict towards others, he easily indulged in his own cravings.
Zayne was a teetotaler, not liking the idea of losing control of his mind and body. He was great at playing pool but could be quite strict when teaching others.
When he wanted to relax, Zayne went to visit medical museums or to look at the river.