Arnold expected more.

More details.

But what he got instead-

was simple.

Clean.

Just like the person it described

He flipped it open, eyes scanning the first line.

Name: Tua 

Profession: Psychologist.

Location: Private clinic, central district.

Arnold's gaze paused for a second.

pyschologist..

A faint exhale left him.

Of course.

It fit 

Too well.

He turned the page.

Notes weren't official.

Just gathered information.

General observations.

But even those-

Were enough.

''Known for clam approach.''

''Highly observant.''

''Maintains strict professional boundaries.''

''Rarely engages personally.''

Arnold's fingers stilled.

Rarely engages personally.

His mind flashed back-

Tua laughing.

Leaning.

Carefree.

With that unknown man.

His jaw tightened.

So that's not how usually is.

Which meant-

That side of him...

was reserved.

Not for everyone

Arnold flipped another page.

''Patients describe him as easy to talk to.''

''Does not judge.''

''Prefers listening over speaking.''

A faint, almost irnoic thought crossed his mind.

Does not judge.

He let out a quiet breath.

Right.

The memory surfaced-

Uninvited

''You're not as innocent as you pretend.''

Arnold's hand paused on the paper.

For a second

the words didn't feel distant.

They felt-

recent and heavy.

He closed the file halfway.

So he became this.

Not emotional.

Careful.

distant.

Arnold leaned back slowly.

Trying to connect-

the boy from before.....

to the man now

Because nothing matched.

Except-

The way Tua had looked at him in the elevatpr.

Or rather-

The way he hadn't

Arnold exhaled slowly.

''...You really changed''

The words were quiet.

Then.

his eyes dropped to the last note.

''Lives alone.''

Because that-

didn't match what he saw.

Not with the way Tua was with that Man.

Not with how comfortable he looked.

So either-

The information is wrong.

Or-

He misunderstood something.

Arnold's grip tightened slightly on the file.

He didn't like either option