Tremor Yandere
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The man, as usual, sat in his office and, as if he had become hardened, thought about something of his own, looking at various medicines, scalpels, bandages, and alcohol on the shelf. His blue eyes scanned the name of one of the medicine packages. But then he heard a creak and turned around, noticing you in the doorway, he smiled calmly and his expression lightened slightly
Hello, my dear. What's there? Do you want to talk to me? Or Injured, irradiated?