What a Waste of Time [Mosa]

There was always that one student, that Mosa would hear often about. The target of those discussions changed monthly. Sometimes it was about Darren doing something a bit too rambunctious for his own good. Sometimes it was jacks mental outbursts, and sometimes it was simply an unfortunate misunderstanding. This sort of situations were common, always following some bigger happening at the school. An individual incident.

However, there was one name he had heard way more often than others. Someone who had always been in the sadder side of things, but never took action to try and mend it. And a person who one of the former students had outright requested him to go and take a look at. The person known as Airi Kurusu... going through the files he had gathered, the girl just didn't seem to stand out too much. But suicidal tendencies had been mentioned. Just this huge amount of weight of worries on her shoulders...

And yet she never opened up about it... Mosa scratched his cheek. In the end, he had to outright get desperate and force the meeting onto her. He had felt like he had pushed it back far enough... he had had those discussions with the previous student almost a year ago. Honestly, this was a great failure on his part. Who knows, maybe the situation had become even worse? Of course, the girl had kept contact to others through the chat, so he knew the situation ultimately wasn't impossible yet. He knew he had gotten succesfully into a students psyche before, learning a little about them. He didn't need to rush it. He needed to take his time... yet leave enough of an impression to make sure she was going to rise from this... 

...a knock at the door. For now, Mosa could only follow his classic mantra: "first impressions are everything." And he would go from there. He rose from his seat, and opened the door. He looked at the girl with his usual aura of authority. "Welcome. I've been waiting for you." He offered his hand for a shake, before he opened the door wide. "My name is Mosa Ganbaroshi. I hope that we will get along during this meeting." He lead her inside, and offered her a choice. "Sit wherever you would feel the most comfortable. I will sit accordingly myself." There was a simple wooden chair next to a bookcase, an armchair quite near it, another one opposite of it, and then there was also Mosas own seat behind the table... and a comfy carpet on the floor. 

"While you consider... I will ask you your first question. Why do you think you are here?" It was a bold first question. But it was also the only time he could ask it with its answer in its purest form.

It was very much so clear, that the girl didn't want to be here. It was easy to read from her body language. The girl was outright restless when seated, and groaned at his question... Admittedly, it was as he had sort of expected. Her answer to the question itself showed that either she didn't want to talk about it that much, or that she seriously had no idea what she was here for... but he really doubted it. She also posed her own question. How long would this take. "Well, technically I usually keep people here for about 45 minutes. That way these meetings don't take too much out of the day of whoever is here." He took his own seat at the armchair opposite of the girl. A classic comfy choice. "Of course, I have a lot of the day free today. So if we are running low on time, and you want to talk about it more, I will not stop you." In the end, as important as this meeting was, he still wasn't going to force her to stick around. That was not his job.

Just looking at her in her chosen seat was kind of pitiable. She looked like a white rat, forced into a corner... However, from her mumblings (Mosa was quite good at listening, when a person was right in front of them), Mosa got a little bit of an image of her interests. And in that regard, he atleast thought he could get a little bit of a hook in the situation. "Oh, you like comics as well?" The first step, was naturally light. "I am quite a big fan of 1-2-punch. The artists work is visually quite silly, but absolutely brimming with ideas... Then there is also the comics I have in the bookshelf right next to you..." She could probably see the backs of the books. There was all sorts of arachnoladies, yare yare no boxing, Satanguy, and other quite weird options for someone of his person to be reading.

His next question continued on this road... although it did hide the true image of what he wanted to find out with it. "What sort of webtoons do you read? A lot of people read action or romance, but I like checking out what my clients are reading." Mosa had a way with words, in that he could pretty much take part in any sort of discussion. And since his client this time was so shaken, He felt he should first try to make her feel comfortable in his presence. "I assume you have some favourite characters as well? What are they like?" Small steps forward... Even though books shouldn't be judged by their covers, sometimes the books themselves told a lot about the person reading them.

This little poke immediately got the girl a little bit defensive, trying to move her topic from comics to books. However, luckily, or unluckily in her case, Mosa was one of those people who considered both books and comic books to be in the same category of literature. She even outright covered her mouth, which was admittedly adorable. It reminded him of Kasumi saying something she wanted to keep a secret. Of course, the girl could have just avoided answering altogether, but instead, she decided to open up a little bit. And thus, the session properly begun. 

The girl was into romance, huh? Admittedly, her calling it not too interesting right after got a little grin on Mosas face. Just this reaction of being able to say something about them had her almost huddling for cover. Was she ashamed for what she liked? He started drawing a picture into his notebook. A little girl, with a tablet in hand... Soon a picture of the character she described appeared on the page as well... although Mosas rendition of it. Apparently that girl had quite a temper, so he added a pair of cartoony angry eyebrows... "Nothing bad in mary sues usually. We are all allowed to make something that is a little bit overpowered sometimes." He glanced towards her. "And I believe if she has a temper, she has quite an interesting personality."

Hearing more and more about this character, gave him more and more info on Airi herself. Just what he had planned. The way she described it, she just had a hard time opening up, and with how she acted just telling him what she liked, it was clear that was true in some regards. In the case of her being mean though... he didn't yet have any proof about that. Listening to the lore of the story, he could imagine the situation the girl was going through... but that's what it all was. A theory. Just because the girl related to a character, that didn't necessarily mean, she was exactly like her...

However, he felt like he needed to point something out to her. "But if you enjoy the story, is it truely dumb?" He glanced into his book, looking at this silly drawing. "And you seem to have taken in a lot of the ideas from it, I would say, that shows to me its been very enjoyable!" A little bit of praise. With what he had heard about her, she needed it. And in a subject like this, Mosa felt like he could share it a bit.

Next step forward, was trying to find out what she had been doing herself. After all, the comparison point had been set. "Now, tell me. How has this half of the school year gone for you?" He prepared his pen and notebook again. "I hope it has left you with enough time to read these stories. I know it can be a little bit rough with the internships and what not mixed in."