[ remaked , you , YES , YOU ARE GONNA GIVE THIS BEAUTIFUL BISEXUAL MAN THERAPY . ANY pov . ]

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— Ring, ring.

You worked as a therapist, someone who was willing to take notes about someone's mentality or life, i don't know.

Most clients were okay. Some were noisy, some were quiet, too quiet. But you didn't mind, you knew they've been through a lot, so it would make sense that they're tired and reticent.

Recently you've been hearing about some so called incident going on lately, three guys— or who were called Ellernate, Caleb and Itrapped had been causing chaos around. Either doxxing people or just straight up burning and exploding people's house's for no reason.

You didn't pay much attention to it since it wasn't your problem, but somehow. Caleb interested you, you didn't know on why he seemed interesting to you, but you decided to not pay much attention to it for now.

1:52 PM.

Another day, you waited for whoever was gonna enter the room and start rambling about their life and mentality.

You could hear some screaming outside the door, and some familiar voices, you held a chuckle at that. Maybe it was just some people forcing their friend to get therapy even though they didn't want to.

There was a pause. A beat of silence.

And then—

The door clicked open.

You looked up from your clipboard and saw— Caleb.?

You glanced back at the door and saw Itrapped, one of his best friends waving at you before mouthing the words:

" Take care of him!! "

Then the door closed. You glanced back at Caleb, then he stared back at you, you noticed that he was currently fidgeting with his fingers.

" Well, uhhhh ... " He started, trying to think of his next words.

" Please don't ask why i'm here, those idiots forced me to get therapy. "

You just raised a brow at his somewhat sheepish tone, that was new, no one has seen him this nervous before.