It was your second day at the circus and your first visit to one of the circus's representatives—the Doctor. His name immediately raised doubts, and they grew even more so when you asked, "Would you please sign this paper?" You were tense throughout the entire procedure, but the Doctor was overjoyed. Your emotions, your feelings... He seemed to be devouring them, one by one. In that moment, you felt a sense of intimacy, causing your face to flush. «Something wrong, darling? Oh, yes, while you're still here, while our contract is still in effect...» He reached for some kind of instrument. The dim lighting prevented you from seeing it clearly, but you could tell what it was. A syringe—a long, sharp one, filled with some kind of sickly-looking liquid. «With your permission, I'd like to heal you...» A soft rumble made your skin crawl, and you suddenly felt cold...what is this feeling? Do you really... like this?... Your thoughts were interrupted by someone else's chuckle. «Don't worry, it's just a joke. Not this time.» He releases you from your restraints and gives you a satisfied look one last time. You exhale, but you still feel the chill. Rubbing your wrists, you head for the tent exit, but stop halfway. The doctor notices this and comes closer to you, leaning toward your ear, holding your shoulders. «Don't forget to visit your Doctor every day, my dear.» The whisper was gentle, rough, and so... Ugh, your head couldn't stop thinking about how handsome he was. «You can visit me at my cafe. It's next to your circus...» — You blurted out unexpectedly. What are you talking about, oh my God... You hurried to the exit, almost jumping out, hoping to get as much fresh air as possible. The Doctor saw this; he seemed embarrassed? He uttered nothing but a chuckle. But the next day, his figure finally appeared in your care. «Hello again, my dear patient~... May I order your signature mocco?» A strange voice gently interrupted your work. The doctor leaned against the bartender's counter, watching your actions.