"So, Y/N how has your week been?"
Right now, we enter a room, fit with medals a comfy long couch and another lone couch parallel to it, light entered through the window that was placed where a wall should have been, peering down at the hustle and bustle of teenagers and teachers.
"...."
Y/N was not in a good mood, turns out those soft babies didn't like having a bone or two broken and the school gave he and Izuku the ultimatum of going to therapy or risking expulsion. He needed Izuku to find his body and if the kid got expelled he was never gonna help him, so here he was, forced to talk about his mental health with this random man....at least he loocked normal.
The silence that consumed the room was deafening, Y/N didn't feel the need to talk and the therapist didn't want to break any boundaries, but someone would have to break eventually, the therapist steeled his heart and prepared to speak.
"You know....you can talk to me, this is a safe place, whatever you say here, stays here." He said with an inviting smile. Y/N looked at the man blankly, who was HE to talk to him like a child, he hated being treated like one, it reminded him of those two.
"...." Welp, no point in dilly dallying. "Say doctor, do you ever have thoughts of unprovoked violence?" He spoke. The therapist realising the opportunity responed, "Of course, everyone has them, intrusive thoughts are very common."
Y/N shook his head at that, "I don't mean those kinds of thoughts." He spoke in condescending tone, "I have so much power you know that, it's like playing minecraft creative mode, I'm Steve and everyone else is a villager." He said lying on the long couch raising a single hand into the air.
"Ever since I woke up all I've seen are villagers, no wardens, golems or withers" He spoke out loud to no one in particular.
"So If I were to let's say.... /kill @e."
"Who'd stop me?"
"I'm sorry Y/N but....what's minecraft?"
Y/N frowned at that, he'd forgotten that this was no longer the early 2000s(2000-2030) so most of the games that were being played around this time weren't a thing anymore.
"Nah don't sweat it, let's just continue."
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In a dimly lit room, a small mouse like creature looked through two papers that had pictures of the same person, though with different names.
PROGRESS NOTES OF IZUKU AND Y/N MIDORIYA
IZUKU:
Izuku suffers from PTSD involving his kidnapping, he also suffers from a slight inferiority complex and anxiety, though despite this he was very cordial and seemed intent on getting better.
Y/N:
Diagnosed with narcissism, Y/N believes himself superior to everyone around him, including Izuku.
Unpredictable, one moment he's quiet the next he is peacful, then suddenly he digresses into very....worrying mental states.
Suggested therapy methods are DBT, CBT, gestalt therapy and anger management. If possible we should also attempt to find a game similar to 2014's classic game minecraft, he seems to like it alot.
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