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[05] Freefall

"What is this place?"

"It's a hospital."

"And what happens here?"

"Here, they look after people that are sick. And they do everything they can to make sure they feel better."

You furrow your brows. "But I'm not sick. So, why did you bring me here?"

Aizawa smiles sympathetically. He feels bad to have to drag you around, especially someplace that's hardly any fun, but it can't be helped. From what he's heard, it sounds like you've been through a traumatic, abusive experience. Ensuring your health and safety is his number one priority.

"We're just here to make sure everything is okay," he says, gently patting your back. "I believe you when you say you're not sick, but it's still important to check. Just to be safe."

Hm. Well, alright. If Aizawa says so, then you have no reason to doubt his words. He always seems to have your best interests in mind.

"Okay," you nod. "I'll do a good job and prove to everyone that I'm not sick."

He pats your back again, then ushers you along, and soon, you are brought into a room where a friendly-looking man greets you.

"Hi there, [Name]," he beams. "I'm Dr. Iwase. It's very nice to meet you."

You know it's polite to respond, but you don't. At least, not right away.

Something has caught your eye.

"That," you say, pointing to the white coat he's wearing. "The bad man also had one of those. That's what he was wearing."

Aizawa's eyes widen, and he grabs hold of you by the shoulders.

"That?" he reaffirms, pointing to the doctor's coat. "The man who hurt you was wearing a lab coat?"

You nod. "I think so. It looks the same, and I haven't seen anyone else wear something like that until now."

"A lab coat," Dr. Iwase frowns. "Is it possible that the man you're talking about is a doctor? Although I suppose that might be a bit of a stretch. There are various other professions that require their employees to wear protective clothing."

"What's a doctor?" you ask.

"Someone like me," Dr. Iwase smiles. "Someone who looks after people and tries to help them by giving them medicine or figuring out what hurts."

You ponder his words for a few moments, then begrudgingly shake your head.

"Then I don't think he's a doctor," you say. "Doctors are supposed to help people. The bad man tried to hurt me. A doctor wouldn't do that, right?"

A heavy, uncomfortable silence falls over the room, and after a brief pause, Aizawa strokes your hair reassuringly.

"It's okay," he says. "You don't need to try to think about it anymore if it scares you. Just the fact that you've remembered another detail is already incredibly helpful. Good job, [Name]."

As always, being praised makes your heart start beating excitedly. You want to hear him say good job over and over again. You want to do whatever it takes to make him happy, because he makes you so happy.

"Thank you for bringing her in, Aizawa," Dr. Iwase then says. "If it's alright, can I move on with the examination?"

Aizawa nods. "Yes, please. I'll be right outside, so just let me know when I should come back in."

He turns to walk out of the room, but before he can, you reach out and grab him by the sleeve.

Your eyes are wide, imploring.