Winter_Iris

Issac Zaid, a psychiatrist that has risen in popularity over the fact that, whoever enters his clinic, comes out feeling like 'all the negativity of their life was sucked away'. 

No one knows anything about this man, not even his closest friend, Soren Usoro, who has been trying to find out more about his friend by exchanging numbers with his one night stands but they always disappear the day after they were with him. 

It did not help that Issac is sometimes covered in bruises and injuries that looked too severe for him to have survived them or the fact that, under his eyepatch, is nothing but an almost empty socket and something glistening in the darkness.

What could he be hiding? And why is he not dead from his sugar consumption yet? Five whole cakes a day is not a healthy diet! 

"Issac! Put that abomination down!"

"Sorry, did you want some honey-dipped, chocolate-coated strawberry cheesecake with sprinkles, cherries and coconut shavings, Soren? You can have a bite. I am not sharing the whipped cream topping though." 

"I DON'T WANT IT!!!"

Forge of Shadows

"I assume there is something you want to talk to me about?" Issac asked as soon as Jadin went into the bathroom.

They paused when they heard crashing sounds coming from the bathroom followed by Jadin's voice, "I'm fine. Don't worry about me! Nothing happened!"

Staring at each other, they just shrugged and ignored it.

"There are several things," Soren said, putting on a loose, white, oversized T-shirt while walking to Issac. "First and most importantly."

The two looked into each other's eyes, annoyance burning in Soren's. He held up the menu and pointed to it, "Why did you order so many desserts?"

"I ordered enough, I think," Issac said, looking at the menu blankly.

"You ordered all the desserts they have and you have the audacity to say that you ordered 'enough'?" Soren closed his eyes, trying to control his temper before it broke loose.

"I ordered something to eat for you two. Did you not like the sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Family