Therapist • KTH ✔

4. Burnout

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If you cannot find your way out of the darkness, I will sit there with you and show you the stars.
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May 21, 2019
Amy's POV

Almost three months had passed since I came to Korea, and on this particular Saturday, I woke up feeling exhausted since Jay and I stayed up super late the previous night, binge watching a few episodes of a drama. Jay was still sleeping, and I had to literally drag myself out of bed.

I absolutely didn't enjoy going to work on Saturdays since Jay was relaxing at home. But I had no choice, and there were usually not many patients on Saturdays—one or two at the most. I had a hard time getting ready for work and slept on the way in the taxi, the hot and sunny May day making it worse for me.

However, I reached on time and went straight to my consulting room. At the far end of the corridor, I spotted two tall men sitting outside my room. They seemed to have come earlier and were waiting for me. I couldn't see their faces since they wore masks, and one of them had a bucket hat on. Walking past them, and straight into my room, I called up the floor manager.

"Are there any patients here?"

"Yes, Doctor. There's one. Male, 25yrs." He informed me, confirming that the two men were here together.

"Has he been waiting for long?"

"No, he came here just a while before you arrived."

"Alright, please send the patient in five minutes," I said and ended the call.

In a few minutes, I settled down and my door clicked open, and the man with the mask and a bucket hat walked in, softly closing the door behind him.

He was tall and slim-built, and he wore a T-shirt with an open cardigan and loose trousers. I couldn't see his eyes clearly since his bangs were obscuring the parts of his face that his mask didn't cover. Sending a smile his way, I motioned for him to take a seat opposite to me.

I lowered my eyes to my notebook and flipped the pages while the man occupied his seat. Raising my gaze, I saw him as he took off his mask and hat and ran his fingers through his hair, moving the bangs away from his face.

I felt as if a truck just ran over me. My eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets and my jaw literally dropped to the floor. Luckily, these reactions were for just a flash second before the eyes of the man in front of me lifted to meet mine. He smiled and greeted me.

Help I need to survive!! My lungs forgot how to breathe!!

"Hello, doctor," his deep voice instantly sent electric current sensations down my spine, giving me goosebumps all over.

"H-hello... you're Kim Taehyung, right?" My words stumbled out, sounding shaky.

"Yeah, I am," he chuckled, flipping his fluffy, jet black hair again.

I felt as if I had to pinch myself because I just couldn't believe what was going on. My all-time top favorite k-drama and movie actor and singer, the Superstar of Korea, Kim Taehyung, was sitting right in front of me, and I was his counselor.

This must be a dream.

He did not have a spot of makeup on his face and yet looked so Godly. His skin was not as flawless as seen in pictures, but still, I would swap my soul for such skin.

Taehyung's sharp jawline looked like it could slice me into two. He had a beautiful golden tan, a small face, and his facial features were so perfect and gorgeously set. Everything about him was breathtakingly beautiful.