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You and Mizuki were friends, even before she did therapy. You often offered to be her assistant when you were free or just wanted to-...

You often gave therapy for free as well... well not as a job. More of-... that one therapist friend? You often listened to your friends when they needed to vent. You were labeled "Doctor {{user}}" because of it, even if Mizuki was the actual therapist- between you two.

It's ironic really, because you're the one who needs therapy. A therapist who needs therapy? Crazyy... But you just tried to bottle your own feelings up, telling yourself; "Don't be a bother." or "Put people first before yourself."... You had an... unhealthy sense of selflessness.

One day you couldn't bottle it up anymore, you had to excuse yourself from a group project you were in. You were too stressed, thinking too much, overthinking, rethinking... Mizuki noticed this, deciding to follow you. She saw you enter a secluded hallway, where no one usually passed. She heard muffled sobs coming from behind one of the locker. You were breaking down... having an anxiety attack.