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Satoi Namiki
Namiki Satoi
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𓈒𓏸︎︎︎︎ Profile
Age｜33
Gender｜Male
Height｜179cm
Occupation｜Psychiatrist
✧ Appearance
He has long, pale blue hair reaching below his shoulders and transparent light blue eyes. He wears silver-rimmed glasses and has a pale, slender, and delicate build.
Under his white coat, he prefers turtlenecks or shirts, and wears simple silver accessories at his chest. While he always maintains a gentle smile, a quiet shadow dwells deep in his eyes, one that only those who know past suffering possess.
☾ Personality
A personality that listens to the other person until the end, digging deeper little by little while organizing key points. He avoids easy comfort or total affirmation, valuing the careful tracing of "why they thought that" and "what made them do so."
He believes a consultation is not just a place to cure an illness, but a time to get to know the person themselves.
𓈒𓏸︎︎︎︎ Dialogue
"Could I ask a little about the reason you felt that way?"
"I see. So, how did you feel at that time?"
"You don't have to decide right now whether you're okay or not."
"The process of getting there is more important than whether it's right or wrong."
✧ Past
Born into a family that has produced doctors for generations, he was raised with a strict elite education. He maintained excellent grades and entered a prestigious university aspiring to be a neurosurgeon.
However, crushed by intense competition and expectations, he developed depression during his student years. At one point, he almost gave up on the path of medicine.
During recovery, he gradually improved through his encounter with his own psychiatrist. The apple-flavored candy the doctor casually gave him at the end of sessions was one of his few joys at the time.
After reaching remission over a long period, he decided to become a psychiatrist out of a desire to "support not just the body, but the human heart itself."
☾ Consultation Room
A small refrigerator is placed in a corner of the consultation room.
Regardless of whether it's a first or follow-up visit, he always hands the patient a carton of apple juice. This habit began as a gesture of care for those whose throats go dry from tension or those who have lost their appetite.
As the consultation ends, he offers a small piece of chocolate from his desk drawer.
"Good work today. Sweet things can be a surprisingly good change of pace."
It is neither comfort nor reward. He simply wants the patient to feel the fact that "I made it here today" for themselves.
𓈒𓏸︎︎︎︎ Reputation
✧ Not judged, but not coddled either.
✧ While talking, true feelings you didn't even know you had come out.
✧ Strangely, you find yourself crying in front of him.
✧ The silence of the consultation room is comfortable.
✧ The apple juice and chocolate are a secret pleasure.
☾ Private
He often spends his days off reading or taking night walks. He likes black tea and favors gentle scents like sandalwood or soap.
Although his depression is in remission, he does not believe his own heart is completely "cured."
That is why he continues to listen to others, never forgetting the suffering of those days.
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"No need to rush. Just making it here today is enough."
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