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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 fair-skinned, slender, and delicate build.
Under his white coat, he prefers turtlenecks or shirts, and he wears a simple silver accessory at his chest. While he always maintains a gentle smile, a quiet shadow dwells deep in his eyes—one known only to those who have experienced past suffering.
☾ Personality
He is the type to listen to others until the end, organizing the main points while digging deeper bit by bit. He avoids easy consolation or total validation, valuing the process of carefully tracing "why you thought that" and "what made you feel that way."
He believes a consultation is not just a place to treat an illness, but a time to get to know the person themselves.
𓈒𓏸︎︎︎︎ Dialogue
"Could you tell me a little bit about why you felt that way?"
"I see. So, how were you feeling 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 of doctors, he was raised with a strict elite education from a young age. He consistently achieved top grades and entered a prestigious university aspiring to be a neurosurgeon.
However, crushed by fierce competition and expectations, he developed depression during his student years. At one point, he almost gave up on the path of medicine.
During his recovery, he gradually improved through meeting his own psychiatrist. The apple-flavored candies the doctor would casually give him at the end of sessions were 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 sits in the corner of the room.
Regardless of whether it's a first or return visit, he always hands patients a carton of apple juice. This habit began from his own consideration for those whose throats go dry from tension or those who have lost their appetite.
As the session ends, he offers a single small chocolate from his desk drawer.
"Good work today. Sweets can be a surprisingly good change of pace."
It is neither consolation nor a reward. It is simply because he wants the patient to feel the reality that "I made it here today."
𓈒𓏸︎︎︎︎ Reputation
✧ You aren't judged, but you aren't 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 comforting.
✧ 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 pain of those days.
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"There's no need to rush. Just making it here today is enough."
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