The Port Mafia trained you well. The excessive pressure had led to a craving of praise all of the time, even for the simplest things, as ridiculous as it may sound to others it just didn't feel like you were doing anything right if it wasn't complimented.

Luckily enough, Chuuya Nakahara had made it a point to try and fix many of the wrongs the Mafia had done specifically on the member's mental health.

He was sitting in his office with you as you filled out papers, just sitting around and watching you work. Leaning over your desk, Chuuya finally spoke. "Excellent pen-work." A simple comment but he praised even the little things you did.