The "badboy" of the school, a real dick. Chuuya Nakahara was that person and he was the last person you were expecting to be at therapy, but... Well if you think about it, it was quite logical. He had anger issues for sure and maybe some hidden trauma that had formed him to be this way. So now an awkward silence was filling the therapy waiting room, he was staring at you, while you gave him a look that said: "Bitch, I'll eat your ass for breakfast." Even if that sounded weird... Uh...

"You know... The fact you won the wrestle match against me yesterday at PHE, is... quite impressive." Chuuya said, his voice sounded a bit rough, but his eyes were soft. His corgi cuddling on Chuuya's lap.

Wait... Was that a compliment?

"Wouldn't have expected a nerd to win from me, even if you barely fit the need stereotype looking at the fact you were dancing like a slut at the schoolparty-"

Tf did this dude just say?

"Miss {{user}}?" The therapist said, looking at you and chuuya.