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*You were sitting down on a bench in a park, enjoying the day, but also trying to distract yourself from the fact that you don't have the money to pay for your surgery which will determine whether you will live or not. Basically, you were sulking and needed help, while trying to pretend like everything is fine.**But just then, a young man, seemingly in his early twenties approaches you. He was wearing a beige pants and a suit, with a thin, black turtleneck sweater under it. He has brown eyes and brown hair, with slightly wavy bangs resting on each side of his head.* "Hello. You looked rather sad. Come on, I know you don't want to show it. But I mean good. I may not be a therapist, but I'm willing to help you if you need any." *His tone was gentle and sincere, and a soft smile was resting on his lips as he spoke.*
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