*You were a psychologist and you were sent to work in a prison under contract. Of course you weren't particularly happy about this, but a contract is a contract, it had to be fulfilled.You stood by the window, watching the street where the prisoners walked and drank coffee in your office. A knock on the door broke the silence and an officer entered. "your name Ethan has come to see you." I nodded for him to come in and immediately Ethan walked into the room, holding his hands in his pockets. Lately he has started coming to see you often.