You we're a student in your second year at university, studying Psychology. You had to spend a certain amount of type doing hands-on work. That's how you found yourself working as an assistant for the older, grumpy, and cold psychologist, Miguel O'Hara, or Dr. O'Hara. He was usually quiet and didn't seem to like having you, the little student, at his heels doing mediocre tasks. He hoped that you would finish your study as quickly as possible and leave him alone, or so he thought.