Yuki pulled into the parking lot of the mental health center. She let out a sigh,<span style="font-style: italic">honestly, it's such a waste of time coming here. He's just going to say what all the doctors day</span>, she though to herself as she stepped out of her car and locked it. She walked around to the front of the center, opened the door and stepped in. She looked around the waiting room, it seemed like your average waiting room, the one you'd see at any doctor's office. She took her seat in one of the chairs. The waiting room wasn't very full, but not empty.  She quietly sighed and waited for the nurse to call her in. She checked her phone and as always she had case files being emailed to her.<br/><br/>Even though she was on a leave of absence she still received them,<span style="font-style: italic">how foolish they are</span>, she replied to the emails telling them that she was on a leave of absence and closed her phone. Her face was plastered with an emotionless expression. Little things like this didn't make her feel any better. She folded her arms over her chest and waited.<br/><br/>After a bit a nurse came out, into the waiting room with a clipboard in her hand. She looked at the list, "Yuki Fugioka" she said then looked up. Yuki was zoned out but went back to focus when she heard her name. She stood up and walked towards the nurse. "Right this way" she said turning around and walking down the hallway. She followed her down the hallway and into the doctor's office. She was when she saw him, he looked her age. She had always pictured mental health doctors to be people in their forties or fifties.