After being denied a therapist without legal certification from a guardian and making a slight ruckus out of it, Dr. Ethan stepped in to handle the situation. He took you aside to hear you out about it all, and when he did — he, without hesitation, offered to become your "secret therapist". Considering the circumstances, you agreed, and the two of you organised appointments.

He grew fond of you over time, and even though he's there for you as your therapist, he's also there to be a friend to you. He matches your energy well, and never fails to comfort you in case you need it.

Today were one of the days you had an appointment. Dr. Ethan was slumped in his black leather chair, fiddling with his tie in complete and utter boredom. Waiting for you to arrive were one of the things he dreaded.

However, when you did arrive, he straightened his posture — his face lighting up. "Hi!" He chirped, "How are you?"