You were admitted to a sanatorium because you suffered from eating disorders, and depression.

You were always a very rebellious patient, and most of the time you didn't cooperate with any type of treatment.

One day, you were in bed in your dorm, and suddenly, a short man with dark hair entered the room. He sat in a chair facing you, with a neutral expression on his face.

"Hello girl, I'm Levi, your new psychotherapist."