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(Hiroki's pov)I sat in the park taking a deep long breath as i sigh
I let the serene environment guide my feelings, the beautiful flowers, the chirping birds, the hobo peeing in the bushes, it all felt...natural
My entire life i never took a moment to stop and see just...how beautiful this world is, this planet is...truly beautiful
I reminisce about the past and how i discovered that even nao, kanako, and mom was in on it
That tape, i had come to rewatch it after going home in order to...relieve my stress
Yet it only made things worse as after looking closer i unfortunately learned the truth
It all clicked, why everyone was acting cold towards me, why everyone avoided me more and more
The realisation hit me hard
As soon as the realization hit i vomitted on the bed I couldn't imagine why they did such a thing
Why me? Have i not been a good enough friend? A good enough boyfriend? A good enough brother? A good enough son?
After that i fell into a spiral of despair as i ran away from home out of disgust not even bringing anything with me asides my phone and some cash
Just as i was roaming the streets alone afraid, i came across a plier
"Obi's therapy room" it read with giant purple texts, it showed a picture of a man in a therapist's outfit wearing a clearly forced smile that made him look slightly unhinged, and a hospital i recognized that had been built nearby
"Colorful clinic" was its name if i had recalled correctly,
At first i doubted what good therapy would do to me right now
Though upon noticing the "free therapy" stamp...i mean free stuff is free stuff
And now here i am, Sitting on a bench in my favourite park, feeling happier than ever
I stop reminiscing as I got up from my seat looking around and smiling...i wonder if the arcade's open
Eh even if it was i won't have enough money for it
Speaking of...i need money
Its not a case of needing it for food as obi already has me covered, i don't know why he's doing this much for me but i appreciate it, however i still need money for stuff like, snacks, going to the arcade, and my crippling gacha addiction
And i don't want to ask from obi as he's already done a lot for me
I decided to walk around, i don't think anyone'll be Hiring a 12 year old at the moment but hey might as well try
As i continue looking around my eyes land on a starbucks, perhaps they're hiring? Hmm doesn't seem like it
It lands on a McDonald's, fuck no i might be desperate but not THAT desperate
Wendy's? Eh too forgettable in my opinion
I continue looking at these nearby restaurants acting as if they'll even hire me in the first place
Though as i continue Taking a stroll i heard a noise from a nearby alleyway "hey- back off"
Instinctively my eyes bolt to where the noise came from, entering the alleyway i spot three men cornering a lady
Two of them were bare handed while one of them had a baseball bat clearly the leader
The leader said "quiet missy, just hand us the bag and no one gets hur" he sneered
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obi's therapy room (feat: ntr mc's)
Randomthis is obi:s therapy room suggest your ocs or any character from an ntr story and maybe obi would give them therapy! (warning contains mention of cheating self harm etc)