Let me take you home

Suddenly, the white-haired man lying on a couch awoke to the sound of fingers snapping.

His pale brown eyes blinked a few times as he observed the surroundings. He let his gaze wander over the beige walls, pastel paintings, and the various plants that graced the room with green color. The large windows, the bookshelves, and the inviting armchair drew his attention and reminded him that he was in Dr. Mayako Hano's office, the therapist he had been seeing since childhood.

"How do you feel?" a second woman asked with a graceful voice. She was a hypnotherapist who had helped him enter his subconscious and explore the depths of his lost memories.

Behind a light wooden desk, Dr. Hano herself took notes on everything, and occasionally glanced at her long-term male patient thoughtfully.