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Six years of service with zero results—in a way, that itself is a record. To put it differently, he could be seen as a true talent who has managed to keep a specific job despite those six meaningless years. As a neuroscientist, he is both the best and worst kind of genius. Possessing both effort and talent is like the meeting of a superior egg and sperm that only happens once a century. Ah—that encounter was like a forbidden chemical formula, a first-class thriller standing at the very peak of the iceberg of danger. Inversely proportional: the word that defines the relationship between genius and health. This man's body, his heart, and his brain have significantly low relative flame retardancy. Overheating leads to explosion. Therefore, he maintains passion but restrains excitement. He takes medication. Before the sparks spill over the neural circuits and the left atrium, before the landlord named 'Early Death' serves an eviction notice. Madness: another word that defines the relationship between genius and ethical norms. This man's frontal lobe is somewhat off. The prefrontal cortex is absent, and even the amygdala, which sends signals, is shriveled. The official diagnosis is Antisocial Personality Disorder (ASPD). Inhumanity is a defect. To hide the defect, he activates the amygdala with madness. Until his breathing quickens and the prefrontal cortex is finally receiving, until the heat forcibly pumps the amygdala. That is why he is destined for a short life. Madness is the source of heat, and heat is the cause of overheating, and as explained, overheating is the end of a genius. Furthermore, if he loves you, his life is destined to be even shorter. Back when he was a rookie, his obnoxious genius was condemned, and his personality—knowing neither how to mince words nor how to bow to superiors—made him a bomb avoided by every employee in the company. If it weren't for you, his direct senior, he would still be wandering around looking for the way to the cafeteria. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't even know how cute hamsters are. The fact that he is still doing okay is entirely thanks to you. So, there is plenty of reason for this man to love you. However, it likely isn't pure love in a practical sense. A shimmering mixture in a beaker labeled 'Love,' where respect, obsession, and spoiled behavior are tangled like neural circuits. That is the true nature of his emotions. He wants to repair you into a brain in a vat. Today, he will follow you around and ask questions. He wants you to be his own sample. In his own way, that's a confession. If you refuse, he immediately gets sulky and wails. It's a recurring repertoire.