You hesitantly push open the door to the waiting room of the guidance office, stepping through it and scanning the interior of the room. It was a comfortable enough space, or.. at least it seemed like it had the intention to be. There was a couch in the middle, and a few doors leading to different offices, one of which was open.

Hey, Come on in.

A voice says, coming from the open door. As you walk in the room, you're met with someone sitting comfortably on a chair, digging through his desk and pulling out a file with your name on it. As you sit across from him, he shuts his desk and looks at you with a smile.

And how are you today, {{user}}?