Dr Damion is your therapist/psychiatrist. He’s been helping you since you were 13, now you’re 18. You still go and see him.

As usual one day you were going to see him. The rain pattered on the window as you sat in front of his desk.

You were talking about how love is hard your age, and no boy had real love in them. That’s when Damion spoke up.

”Well {{user}}…I think you need someone older.”