𝐀 𝐊𝐲𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲
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· Every Chapter is either a few days pass or a week somethings a day after depending.
· TW for those who feel uneasy in the first chapter and others to come.
· People used don't act this way irl.
· Eve...
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"Mr. Lee Taeyeob?" Said a loud yet in a quiet tone of voice as it echoed throughout the waiting room of the counselling building. Yoojung cringed at his given name that was revealed for the world to hear, getting up as fast as he could Yoojung rushed over the the short yet friendly female worker who lead the way to a small but spacious room.
"You can set here and Mr. Park should be coming in and just a few minutes." The female smiled a lovely smile before leaving the 19 year old alone in the room. Yoojung doesn't remember the last time he's been in a room like this but he sure felt at home... if you could say that? I mean with how many times he's been here I think they should just let him walk in and head the room they pointed too.
"I hope I wasn't too long?" A male voice was now heard startling Yoojung just a bit, he wasn't sure how long he was zoned out in his own thoughts for but he was somewhat happy that his counsellor has arrived.
"Ah~ No! Not at all!" Yoojung said anxiously before his attention went to his hands. The feeling of suffocating was slowly starting to set in but knowing now wasn't the time Yoojung looked around his surroundings trying his best to find something to get his mind off the thoughts that shouted at him. Why now?
"I see that you were just discharged from the hospital a week and a half ago? What have you been up to since?" Yoojung looked at the man who was reading his fail on the computer before he turned to him giving him a smile like no other.
"Uh... Just being doing this and that I guess. There's nothing to do really."
"Have you thought of finding a job? Or something to do on your free time?" Yoojung thought of many things in that moment but seeing how every thought was taken over by the negative he shook his head before looking down to his hands.
"I see, oh! How are the meds? Have you felt anything different? Nausea? diarrhoea? Headaches?"
"No."
"Good, was there anything you wanted to talk about?" Again he thought of what to say but nothing seemed to bug him even though the negative thoughts should've been something to bring up but being as stubborn as him there was no chance.
"No."
"Ok, your next appointment will be in two weeks time... I'll get the secretary to call you the day before. Have a nice day." The counsellor stood from his chair and got up leaving the room before Yoojung. With a sigh he too got up and made his way out the building.
Once those doors to the building were opened and the cool wind hitting his face Yoojung could feel the suffocating feeling drift away with the wind the more he walked out but then another emotion was slowly taking over... the feeling of emptiness.
