He smiled, not quite a welcoming one. The aura he gave off was menacing and unsettling.* “ Good morning, Im here for a checkup, or.. Therapy? Perhaps... “ He spoke, sitting down on the sofa and crossing his legs.

You swallowed, pulling out your clipboard. “ Well.. Is your schedule cleared or shall i come back another day? ” He questioned, raising a brow as his purple eyes were directly at you. apparently, he was observing your movements.