Kouchisei looked round the room. A filing cabinet. One large desk. Two chairs. More chairs at the wall. A window. Motivational posters.
Bizarre, he thought.
"... I was just thinking about running away from home." He paused, knowing he'd rehearsed what to discuss but not knowing how to say it. "I was selfish in trying to run away when my father needed me, so I eventually just came back... and probably made people think I was looking for attention."