Kim's P.O.V:
I sat down on one of the chairs and waited.
A waiter walked over to me so I ordered a cold drink.
A girl in a black dress walked over to me then sat down.
"Hey...Ummm...I need your help with something...I need..." She started.
"I'm not giving you my phone number fuck off" I said.
"So rude" She said.
Then left.
After some time someone put their hands over my eyes before leaning over my shoulder.
"Guess who?" A playful feminine voice said.
"Took you long enough" I said.
"I was here before you I just went to the restroom" She said.
I nodded.
Then she sat down in front of me.
"You decided to grow your hair" I said.
"Well spotted" She said.
She was wearing a white button up crop top.
"What's with the choice of meeting place? I thought you were going to ask me to come to the office like usual" I said.
"So...Wik..." She started.
"You can call me by my actual name it's fine" I said.
"Wait...Really? I thought you liked the name Wik more" She said.
"Nah...I actually hate it...It brings back terrible memories" I said.
She drummed her fingers on the table.
"You know what your problem is Kim? It's that you spent to much time in your own world that you refuse to leave it...It has become your comfort zone for ten years now...This isn't good...You need to get out and discover what you really want from life" She said.
"How am I supposed to do that?" I asked.
"Find more friends...Talk to more people" She said.
"I can't recognise their faces so what's the point of trying?" I asked.
"People who suffer from prosopagnosia are still people Kim...You're just scared of trying that's all...And your fear is making you depressed" She said.
"I'm not saying that I don't see myself as a human I just think that my condition is making me feel less normal" I said.
Then sipped my drink.
"If I can't see people's faces then how am I supposed to be their friend?" I asked.
"You told me about someone who's trying to help you...I think you should stay with that person" She said.
"That too...It's embarrassing to say this out loud but it scares me to look at that person all the time...Even more then anything because that person proved to me that I still had a chance" I said.
"What scares you more? Losing that person or failing?" She asked.
"Failure was never a concern for me...Years ago when I failed the idol audition because the judges said I had no emotion I knew that I'll never have that because I simply couldn't sympathise with something I can't see" I said.
