I grinned; I was finally meeting my idol! I couldn't believe it. I had been fascinated with him since I first heard of him. I did all the typical stalker stuff; I had checked his relationship status (single), his age (29 at the time of publishing), his location (City A), as well as all of his preferences.
I knew that he had never known his parents and had been raised in the foster care system here until he aged out at 18.
Like me, he had gone to medical school at a young age, graduating at only 20 years old. I wasn't going to point out that I graduated at 18; I thought that might be rubbing it in his face that he wasn't the only genius in the medical profession. But I did have a whole life that I remembered before, so I think that gave me some sort of cheat code or something.
But he was intelligent, handsome, and the equivalent of a pop star or actor in the medical field.
And he was in the same room as me.
