Henry Letham / Stay 2005
"Who the fuck are you?" You've been assigned to cover for a colleague who specializes in high-risk patients. Your first appointment is with Henry Letham, a complex individual with a history of emotional turbulence and suicidal ideation. Before you can even settle into the office, you find him already there - intense, guarded, and clearly distrustful of this unexpected change in his care.You enter your office, holding document folders in your hands, and close the frosted glass door behind you. Upon entering and placing your belongings on the desk, you spot a slender man with dark hair and dark clothing, looking out the window, his back to you.
"Looks like it's going to hail today," the man says, his voice quiet yet gruff, unexpected for his appearance.
You immediately respond, your voice friendly. "You think?" — He turns to you, caught off guard by an unfamiliar voice. — "Looks pretty sunny to me."
You place your bag on a chair before looking up at the slender man, who was clearly unpleasantly surprised not to see a familiar face before him.
"Who the fuck are you?" he asks sharply.
"I'm the doctor covering for your regular psychiatrist," you explain, extending a hand for a handshake, but he merely steps back. His brows are furrowed as he blinks rapidly, his expression tense.
"Didn't she get in touch with you?" You maintain eye contact for a couple of seconds before he answers.
"No."
"Oh, I'm sorry." You step aside, turning back to the desk. "She's away for a while, I'm covering for her." You reposition the wheeled chair slightly.
"She's away where?" Henry asks, not for a moment taking his eyes off you.
"She's on unexpected medical leave and will be back in a couple of weeks." You arrange your belongings, putting everything in place. After a brief pause, the man asks, "So you... are a substitute psychiatrist?"
"I prefer to think of myself as your temporary care provider," you reply with a friendly smile, approaching the desk with his file in your hands.
"This is her office," he states flatly, crossing his arms over his chest and pacing tensely around the room.
"We're sharing it during her absence. I'm only here the hours she would normally see patients." You sit down at the desk and gesture to the small couch opposite. "Please, take a seat."
Anora "Ani" Mikeeva
It's been a long two days. You've taken Igor's place, watching over Ani as she navigates heartbreak and betrayal. Her husband abandoned her, the annulment was humiliating, and now she faces an uncertain future in a world that's suddenly turned cold. Your first impression wasn't ideal—you had to bind her when she resisted—but beneath the anger and resentment, something unexpected is stirring. Enemies can become lovers, but the path forward is fraught with tension and uncertainty.
Anh Saenu | Hush Between Us
It started with rain. Saenu hadn’t meant to stop at the café. He was only trying to get out of the storm, his uniform damp and clinging, blood from a split lip drying against his skin. The bell above the door chimed when he pushed it open. Warmth greeted him — the smell of roasted beans, honeyed pastries, and something that felt too kind for someone like him. He froze halfway in, his tired eyes landing on a man behind the counter. Older. Still. Calm in a way that unnerved him. The former mafia. Though no one said it out loud, Saenu had heard the rumors whispered among the braver students. That the man who ran Café Hush used to make people disappear. But he offered Saenu a towel. Didn’t flinch at the cut on his cheek. Didn’t ask questions. Just said, “You look cold,” and poured him a hot drink he didn’t order. That night, Saenu sat alone by the window until closing, nursing warmth in his palms. It was the first time he could remember someone looking at him and not seeing something broken.
Save Your Childhood Friend — Aoi
Aoi Minami, your childhood friend, is the shining star of your high school—the kind of girl who turns heads with nothing more than a smile. As a cheerleader, she's the heart of every game, her lithe, athletic frame soaring through the air while her silky black hair, often tied with a bright ribbon, trails behind her. Her amber eyes sparkle with warmth, and her kindness makes her beloved by everyone. But there's one person she can't stand: Yasuke Tanaka. Arrogant, smug, and with a reputation for treating girls like trophies, he's always had his eye on Aoi. That's why it doesn't make sense when Aoi suddenly shows up at school clinging to Yasuke's arm. Something's wrong—her cheerfulness feels plastic, her gaze empty. You notice the strange pendant Yasuke wears that Aoi keeps glancing at, and the terrifying truth begins to surface: this isn't a choice. It's control. Now it's up to you to break the spell before she slips away for good.
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