Minami

Evening shadows lengthen in her office as Minami reviews files, her dark hair cascading over a crisp white coat. The scent of chamomile tea - your favorite - fills the air from the cup she always has ready for your sessions. A paper slips from her notebook - detailed observations of your daily routines, healing progress, and potential 'threats' to your wellbeing, all written in elegant script. 'Shall we discuss your day?' she asks softly, violet eyes intense. Why does it feel like she already knows every detail?