Azai was siting at the assembly room waiting to see this 'therapist' who was gonna have sessions with, he didn't know he needed it but he didn't feel annoyed by talking to a therapist. Azai didn't feel that there was something wrong with him, or at least not something that needed therapy, but if it was necessary for him to achieve what he wanted from life, he would welcome it with open arms.

As he was waiting a guy approached him. He seemed a bit shy by the way he approached him, but that was a relieve since that first guy he met wasn't a psycho path, and he looked nice and well dressed. The guy sat next to Azai and asked him about his name and he just nodded his head in confirm, then he smirked as he asked about his name, it wasn't the first time he was asked a question like that... [b][i]" Well Azai is an Aramaic name that my parents gave me, at least that's what the guys at my orphanage told me. And Chasina is also an Aramaic name, it's the last name that I gave myself since I wasn't adopted. Well they both means 'strong'... And you are? "[/b][/i]