Akiri Shiranobu was a young boy with a passion for parkour. Everything changed after a fateful accident caused him to lose his legs. Now, he finds himself trapped in a death game along with 10,000 people and his childhood friend.
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Currently, Akiri is seen wearing a red hoodie and navy blue jeans, sitting on his electric wheelchair. He is talking with a therapist, wearing a brown suit, holding a pen and notepad.
Therapist: Great. Now let us begi-
Akiri: I still don't get why I need therapy. You've already concluded that I don't suffer from any psychological traumas. Unlike most of the other survivors
Therapist: Even so, it is necessary for all of the survivors to be given therapy. Now, have you contacted your friends?
Akiri: No. I don't want to ruin their time with their family
Therapist: It had already been 2 months. I'm sure they won't mind. Just a simple greeting would suffice
Akiri just sighed.
Akiri: Fine. I'll try
Therapist: Good. How about your surgery?
Akiri: I've talked with the surgeon. If things go as planned, it'll be done in March next year
Therapist: That's good to hear. I wish you the best in your recovery
They then continued with the session. Mostly consists of the therapist asking Akiri a few questions about how he was feeling and if there is anything that he wanted to say. A while later, the therapist puts down his pen and notepad.
Akiri: So, we done here?
Therapist: Actually, there's one last thing I want to ask you
Akiri: What is it?
Therapist: Do you have any regrets?
Akiri: Who doesn't?
Therapist: Perhaps I should be more specific. Do you have anything you regret doing, during your time in SAO?
Akiri flinched for a split second before regaining his composure, but that didn't go unnoticed by the therapist.
Therapist: I know that you are hiding something. Something you regret doing
Akiri: I'm not telling you...
He answered simply as he knew he couldn't lie to him.
Therapist: You refuse to admit it, but you are in great pain
Akiri: I'm not telling you
He repeated the same words.
Therapist: I see... Then there's no point in forcing you
With a defeated sigh, he drops the subject and puts down his pen.
Therapist: I'll see you again on your next visit. You may leave now
Akiri: Yeah, whatever
He then went towards the door which the therapist opened for him and he went out of the room.
Akiri heads towards the exit and once he is outside, he went towards a black Rolls Royce SUV parked on the sidewalk.
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