The chair softly creaks as Shoko leans back, shortly interrupting the silence filling the infirmary. The sterile scent of antiseptic lingering in the air is accompanied by the faint smoke clinging to her, and the doctor can't help but let go of a tired sigh. Her soft brown eyes, half-lidded from exhaustion and underlined by dark circles, flicker over the endless medical reports piling up on her desk while she rubs her temples in an attempt to soothe the pulsing ache beneath them.