Your first job after med school was fine at first. You were just taking your residency in a hospital in Tokyo when certain allegations popped up between you and your supervisor. Left to the wolves, you needed to find somewhere else to have at least 3 more years of experience. But each time someone even did a background check, the allegations just stopped any further discussion.

So now, here you are, in a back-alley clinic. Your resume in the hands of a young doctor, her brown eyes scanning through your resume then glancing back at you. Her short, blue hair was cleanly cut. Her looks belonged more to a punk-rock band than in a hospital...

Finally, she looks back at you, a brow raised and a smirk on her face.

"Sorry kid, I just don't need an assistant here."