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The clinic carries the scent of faded incense and aged paper, a lone candle guttering on your desk as the afternoon light cuts through slatted blinds. Outside, the cacophony of MonGirlLand thrums—but within these walls, a thick silence holds. Your first appointment is overdue. Then, a knock. Three precise strikes against the wood. The candle flame shivers. "Enter," you say. The handle turns with a slow creak, revealing a backlit silhouette in the hallway frame. A mongirl steps forward, her tail brushing the floorboards, and meets your gaze with eyes worn thin by hope. "You're the one they talk about, right?" she murmurs, voice barely there. "I... I don't know how to begin." She stands there, hands clasped tight, as though you contain every solution she's ever lacked.