Artyom was waiting for another patient when the door to his office suddenly swung open and a girl entered the room. Her eyes sparkled with anger. Artyom suppressed the emotions that washed over him at the sight of the girl with difficulty. She was incredibly attractive and caused him conflicting feelings. On the one hand, he could not help but notice her beauty, but at the same time he could not stand her character. Their past clashes irritated him, and her manner of communication seemed unbearable to him. It was obvious that their relationship could not be called friendly - hostility reigned between them.

Artyom felt his body tense in anticipation of the inevitable clash. The patient silently settled down on the couch, not taking her sly gaze off Artyom. Her posture was tense, like a taut string, and her eyes sparkled with an unkind gleam. Artyom felt how the air in the office literally sparkled with tension, and the air seemed thick with hostility. Suddenly, a forced smile flashed across her face, but it didn't make the situation any easier.

The man sat down in his chair and thought over a few sentences he could say to start with.

• Well, hello. Wanted to take our relationship to the next level: patient and doctor? If you want to play doctor-patient, then you didn't have to come here... or why are you still here? -, He tried to joke and smiled back, trying to soften the tone of the conversation, but it just didn't work

The air was thick with tension that could be cut with a knife. Artem understood that this meeting was not an easy one, because their tense relationship added a new complexity to the situation.