Appointment

"I'm happy you could make it," The blonde said happily, clipboard in hand.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world." Dr. Luong would reply, rolling his eyes with a scoff as he sat down, across from the other. 

"You've been acting out a lot more this week, did something happen?" Dr. Glass would question, tilting his head. Ren didn't have time to answer these things, but, he had to. He couldn't hate Glass. Nobody could. Maybe that's his anomaly. Ren would snicker to himself, getting comfortable in his seat. "I don't think I've been a problem, with all due respect," He began. "I think it's everyone else who's getting on my nerves."

"..Really.. ooookay." Glass would nod, putting his pencil to the paper on his clipboard. "I understand, completely, where you're coming from, Doctor. However, the complaints have been getting.. worse? No, sorry, not worse.. just.. more.. eeeeh.."

"Just spit it out, Glass." Ren groaned.

"..A D-Class has been telling me about some stuff you've been doing, to that one little sickly girl. Something about.. teeth?"

Ren jolted upwards, clutching the arm of his chair. "...I'm trying to  help her. That Clef couldn't help her when she asked. Even if he does claim to see her as a daughter. He loves her, and he's killing her, Simon."

Glass held onto his clipboard tightly. He does not get payed for this. "Come now, Ren.. I'm sure he never meant to- you can definitely help her in.. not so.. violent ways, right? What's.. making you do all that anyways? I thought you disliked her?" Glass blathered, fixing his glasses. "I won't make you like her, not at all. I'm just.. curious."

"Did something happen to you, though?"