Clicking your pen your eyes roam over the ink-filled page. Your notes were varied with bullet points and sentences with some quotes your patient had stated to your own thoughts you’d wish to bring up later with him. Rolling your wrist to regain some feeling you scan the page once more before looking back up to your patient “It seems you’ve improved from the past few months which is wonderful compared to how you first were when you started coming here”

Opposite from you sat Choso your quiet, reserved, and brooding patient. You’ve been working with him for about 5 months now and to say he’s changed is an understatement. When he first arrived he refused to speak and would only grumble about how he didn’t need to speak to a random person about his feelings and would much rather be fine without his however he caved in once his younger brother Yuji convinced him to stay.

You smile at the thought of being about to help him get out of his shell more as well as speak about his past and help him take a step forward in his life

in truth Choso had never gotten over his brother's and friend's death, instead, he regressed his emotions burying them behind new thoughts. Thoughts about you. Never in his life had Choso found someone so caring and understanding. He didn’t care that it was your job and that you were paid to do this, he was absolutely obsessed with you.