uhhuh Anthropology.
All living things die alone.

"I am who I am and there's nothing wrong with that. The days continue like they always have, bringing neither excessive desire nor despair, nothing's changed."

izaya orihara, shsl informant

"Yet I'm overwhelmed by this sense of fulfillment. I'm over here. You're over there. If I'm your savior, you're mine."



      "Less than one week here and I already saw some people dying. Are you guys kids that can’t be alone or what?" That was way too amusing. He turns his back for one minute and that’s what happens.

  “Surely you’re used to these types of things, right?”

Session 002


     Hm. I couldn’t remember why I’d stepped into this room, honestly. Had I signed up for therapy sessions? I could have. It must have been an accidental setup, or maybe I’d signed up and forgotten all about it, so when my phone alerted me to go to this room I forgot what it was for, which seemed rather logical with my talent for forgetting things. Or, maybe I was set up by someone else as a joke, but there wasn’t anybody I could think of that would do such a thing, sans that Sticker Monster and the Human Failure.
     There was also the possibility that I was being lured into a trap, and I had nothing to defend myself with if that was the case.
     Well, either way.
     I stepped inside and shut the door behind me.


     ”Word on the street, definitely. Though, to hear you’re a therapist is a little on the surprising side. Correct me if I’m wrong, but you’ve got to be early twenties, maybe even younger. You’re a student here too, right? Are your even certified? I’d like to see your credentials, please.” Of course, I didn’t honestly care about any of those things, but I felt like it was a good start.

  A trap would be a silly way to put it. While this was one of the school’s more dangerous people, being lethal or vicious without any cause or motive for it was something he didn’t do. Yes, truth be told he had killed four people already, all in the same day and one after the other without any care given, and yes, it was him who had derailed a whole trial so a ‘friend’ could get away with it. However, despite these things, despite all bad and evil he’d stepped foot in, when it came to speaking one on one with people, unless provoked in a way of thrill seeking, he was hardly something to fear. Usually.


  That being taken into account for, as the other student stepped in and the door was closed (something that didn’t go unnoticed), red eyes blinked and the pen between his lips dropped to the desk. “You’re right. I’m only nineteen years of age and don’t have a certificate to prove I’m anything. Of course, you’re also in a high school where there are only two adults who probably didn’t even attend college, much less finish it and well, your resources are out. You can either take what is given to you and trust that I’m not going to do anything with it or well, you can go on living your days as you have here, however that may be.” Tone laid back and expression matching along with it, he leaned his spine into his seat, both arms coming across his chest. Surveying people. It was what he did best and from the looks of it, this one, while suspicious, almost seemed as if he were only trying to be professional. Amusing, honestly.

    “If it means anything to you, I’ve already had a few people in here today who have gotten things off their chest. Cheesy as it may sound, I guess you could say I just like hearing what people have to deal with. It’s something that bides my time well.”

Session 006

Name: Unknown
SHSL: Unknown
Other: N/A

  Funny. This was truly someone he was sure he’d never seen before. With those piercings, that expression, those clothes, and to top it off, the overall stance that came off of him- he didn’t seem like the type to be here. Strange how it was those who appeared to be the strongest always ended up around the areas of psychological development. Granted, he could be thinking too much into this and the boy was merely lost rather than trying to find a ‘therapist’ to talk to, but hmm. Who knew, right?

  “Before I ask if you’re here to talk about your problems or not, I should probably mention the club is the other direction on the other island.” A joke at most, he leaned himself forward in his seat, eyebrow arching. “Of course, if you’re here to speak with me, I suppose we could make this some sort of club party too. Heh.”

Session 005

Name: Unknown
SHSL: Unknown
Other: Enjoys felines.

  Now he’d only seen this boy once before, during a time when there had been a fuss about some sort of cat in the school. Though a small duration of seconds they’d been around one another, which had been but a walk by in the hallway, he’d been able to conclude that there was some sort of liking with animals. Not exactly his type of thing, and one reason as to why he didn’t stop and try to communicate, but nevertheless, now that the other was once more passing him; he might as well try to talk.

"Ah. Cat boy. Have you had any luck finding anymore cats?"

Session 004

Name: Lavi
SHSL: Unknown
Other: Has a thing for meddling with Bel during movies.

  Now this was a face he knew and seen before, a few times actually. Not really accustomed to it as much as others, he could fairly say he didn’t know too much about the person behind it’s layout; but well. Having seen each other around on the pass and during trials, it was safe to say they were, as any other pair of people who didn’t know one other too greatly, acquaintances. Fancy, right?

  “Oh?” Sitting in a chair off to the side of a classroom’s chalkboard where he’d been writing a few things down, he peeked up; smile curling. “I didn’t expect to see you in here today, Puncher-kun. Surely you’re not so unstable that you need my help to feel better about yourself, right?” A pause is given as he straightens himself out, his fingers rolling against the top of his legs. “Or is this about your issues with your boyfriend. Allen Walker, is it?”

Session 003

Name: Unknown
SHSL: Unknown
Other: N/A

  Right. Now that he had run across a few other people already that he didn’t know, he’d given up the thought that he could see every face at once. Sure, it’d been easier before, he’d had no problem waiting around and watching each person enter the school, but now that he’d wasted his time away doing his own thing? It was getting to be a bit difficult. Not that he couldn’t pick it back up, though! Nope! Not at all. As a working creature, adapting to new things was just something he could do and evolve into.

 This being the way it was, instead of dabbling about at the desk he’d chosen for his own, he’d finally figured he should just sit on it. Yeah, it looked a bit weird and yeah, it might have been creepy to any students passing by, but well; as the next face entered, he was prepared. “Are you here to talk about your problems or were you just also passing through?”

Session 002

Name: Unknown
SHSL: Unknown
Other: N/A

  Again. Another person of whom he hadn’t quite gotten around to meeting. How sour. This seemed to be becoming the normality of his life. Perhaps sitting inside his dorm and working on solving things from last year while not opening himself to getting to know those of this year was a bad idea. Then again, did he really believe so? Learning what he could from the past would help make his future better. All in all, if it would help himself in the long run, then it was for a good cause.

  Either way, as the unfamiliar face peeked inside the door; or stepped right through it (he was hardly paying attention to their entry) he glanced up, pen knit between his teeth. “Another one?” Funny, really. “I take it you’re here with no knowledge of a therapy session as well, then? Or did word on the street get to you?”

Session 001

Name: Unknown
SHSL: Unknown
Other: N/A

  Strange. It wasn’t often he was unsure of a person’s name or information within the school. Usually whenever someone entered he gravitated toward them, learned about who they were, how they were, and whatever else they released to his person about themselves. This time, however, he’d apparently missed one coming through the door, and to his surprise (as faint as it might be), he hadn’t been expecting them.


   From the desk he sat in, located inside one of the school’s many classrooms; his eyes perked up as the sound an entrance alerted the insight of his senses. Attention vertical and focused on the opening of the room, he traced his fingers across the papers that lay before him, expression starting to form into that of a questioning stance as a young girl stepped inside. Odd. She wasn’t here to talk about her problems and insecurities with him, was she? 

                                                  “Did you need something?”

like for a starter to a therapy session with yours truly [keep in mind they’ll be short so no limit]



"Hi, I’m new here, can you show me around?"
"Uh.. I think I’m lost."
"Wow, those are some awesome threads!"
"Don’t mind me, I just like making new friends!"
"Oh dear, do you need help?"
"You look like you could use a hand."
"You look a little lost, can I be of assistance?"


"Watch where you’re going."
"Oops, did I do that?.. Oh well."
"Take a picture, it’ll last longer."
"Get lost, would ya?"
"I don’t have time to play tour guide."
"Thankfully, it’s not my job to help you."


"Wait! Stop!"
"Don’t let them find us."
"I don’t wanna be left alone."
"Get out of the way!"
"Are you dead?"
"Hurry! Run!"


"Can I skip dinner and go right for dessert?"
"I think I just found the most beautiful girl in Japan."
"Hey there, Foxy Mama."
"Huh? Oh yeah, this view is nice."
"How about we go back to my place? I’ve got board games."
"All you have to do is say, "yes".


"Wow, your eyes are the most beautiful, that I’ve ever seen."
"I’ve been enchanted by your amazing voice."
"Ah, I’m sorry, I could have sworn you were an angel."
"Am I dreaming, or do you really exist?"
"I wasn’t aware that Goddesses/Gods existed."
"No flower or scenery can compare to your beauty."


"At long last! I’ve finally found you! Now I can kill you!"
"What an ugly mug, it’s a good thing I won’t have to see you for long."
"How would you like to be full of holes?"
"You know, I think your head looks better detached from your body. "
"I will make you experience unimaginable pain."
"Beg all you want, but your fate is going to end the same way."


"Love is illogical, it means nothing to me."
"The more you cry, the more reasons I find to leave your pathetic being."
"Do not touch me, I don’t require affection from anyone."
"Why are you hugging me?"
"He’s dead, let’s move on."
"Why is family so important to you?".

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