A peculiar doctor

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Earth truth be told did not know what to expect when he walked towards Rue street, Louis was pleased when he told him that he had set up an appointment, giving Earth a reassuring pat on the back and promising to crack the code soon. They had nothing to match otherwise, the murdered victim had no relations and there were no suspects on the site, the man who found him had a good alibi since he passed that street daily and nothing could tie him to the crime. The knives were matched but they were most probably normal kitchen knives sold in every store, Louis had sighed as he reported all this to Earth, it was the perfect crime to get away with. But Earth wasn't giving up, he knew and felt that it would only be a matter of time before the next crime occurred, they needed to be faster this time.

"Mr Watthanasetsiri?", A Woman's voice brought Earth back to reality, the case now forgotten as he takes in the surroundings of the clinic he is. It looks more like a flower shop than a medical clinic, with plants lining every surface both hanging from the ceiling and others in large pots. The woman is most likely the clinic's secretary as she sits behind a desk, a dial telephone at the ready in front of her and pieces of paper filled with names.

Earth apologises for not responding immediately and is met by a gentle smile before being directed to the door on the right, unsurprised that there was another plotted plant right next to him. "Dr Wongratch is fascinated by them" The secretary responds seeing Earth's confusion "They make the place less depressed he says", this was said as a teasing remark which didn't escape Earth's notice. He thanked her before knocking and entered the room taking a deep breath in for what was surely to come.

Earth has heard about these so-called psychiatrists that liked to poke inside people's minds and pretend that they knew everything, everything a theory in their brain and a god complex behind everything that they did. He was sceptical from the start from the only experience that he had as a teenager growing up. The relatives he stayed with barely afforded rent let alone a TV set but one of his friends did have one. He remembered running as fast as he could after school to catch up with his friend on the latest program showed. Only that in between there would be commercials of this particular doctor whose name Earth has since long forgotten.

However, he couldn't forget how entitled he was as people called to inquire about their problems on TV, the doctor was probably an old man leaning towards seventy with stark white hair and a crinkled face. His tone was always curt and accusing not to mention his eyes, Earth had never seen a medical professional with eyes so disinterested as his. This memory no matter the years that passed was held on strongly by Earth and he couldn't help but expect to see that same doctor in front of him or at least someone close to that image. Only to his utter surprise as he entered the door he was met with a young man no older than twenty-four years of age for sure.

The young man was wearing a light brown turtleneck and was sitting on a velvet couch, the space next to him empty. His legs were crossed hugging the dark brown pants he was wearing while a matching coat stood artfully placed across the sofa.

Earth is only human and humans can't help but look at the face first, and it was a very pretty face to look at, clean pale skin without any fault, plump red lips and hair that fell just right framing his face making him look like a picturesque statue. The first thing Earth notices in anybody is their eyes, and Dr Wongratch had one of the deepest brown eyes Earth had ever witnessed, they looked wet and seemed to sparkle under the warm light present in the room making them look bright almost like a cat's.

"Mr Pirapat I think it would be better if you were to sit beside me rather than remain standing in place" Dr Wongratch teased, unable to help the upturn of his lips at the resultant blush on Earth's face. He could tell that his client was confused as he looked around his room trying to find another seat. "You aren't mistaken, you can just sit right next to me" He said again in encouragement.

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