Bang Chan sat in his office, waiting for his next patient. He adjusted his glasses slightly and glanced at the clock on the wall, noting the time. The soft sound of rain pattering against the window filled the quiet space, complemented by the gentle notes of the piano piece playing on his small speaker system. He quite enjoyed the younger boy's company... Even though it was purely for his job. He genuinely cared for him and hoped to help him one day flourish on his own without assistance. The therapist organized the papers on his desk, smoothing out any wrinkles, while mentally preparing for the session ahead. He wondered what topics they would explore today and how he might best support his patient through whatever challenges he was facing.