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Today (2/27/16XY)

Doctor visit:

  • I met Nene and Emu again in the evening after work as agreed.
  • I brought this diary with me to see their doctor.
  • We sat in a circle with the doctor and I explained my concerns.
  • I handed this diary to him with the hopes that it could elucidate some of the finer details of these symptoms.
  • He flipped through the pages, furrowed his brows as he looked back at me and the diary multiple times.
  • He eventually shut the book and told me that I was well.
  • Confused, I asked him what the symptoms meant if I was physically okay.
  • He sighed and told me that I was in love.
  • My mind went blank. I echoed what he said, thinking I'd misheard.
  • He repeated what he said with a hint of annoyance.

After the doctor kicked us out for wasting his time:

  • Nene and Emu ask if I'm okay.
  • I felt like a ghost. I couldn't process anything and barely responded. I don't even remember what I said.
  • Most of what they said after that was lost on me.
  • They eventually fell silent as we made our way back to the manor.
  • We parted ways once I arrived at the entrance.
  • They looked apologetic. They said to let them know anytime if I needed their help.
  • I felt awful for making them worry. I hope I was able to smile properly when I responded.

After going back in:

  • Memories of the past month suddenly flashed through my mind as I walked back to my room.
  • I bumped into Rui in the corridor.
  • I think he asked where I'd gone tonight. I'm not sure.
  • When I looked up and saw his face, my whole body froze up.
  • I ran straight to my room without saying a word.
  • I feel awful. Very awful.

In my room:

  • I collapsed to the floor as soon as I shut the door.
  • I tried to cool down so that I could finally process everything that happened tonight, but couldn't.
  • I stayed huddled on the floor for a while. It didn't help.
  • I took out the diary and flipped to the last entry and read it again. It didn't help.
  • I got on my feet and dragged myself to my desk and wrote into it in the hopes that I could finally calm down.
  • It helped a little. I held my head in my hands for a while longer before I could write this entry.

 

Now what?

I still don't know what to do.

I can't sleep.

The lavender tea isn't working either.

I feel terrible.