save me | yoonseok

Six.

I drive my sister to school every Monday and Wednesday because in these days, I usually visit my psychologist Mrs. Song. She's a middle aged woman with short black hair, glasses and with a stern look but she's really lovely when you know her better. 

My sister's already eaten breakfast so I've been waiting for her to put on her school uniform and then I braided her two braids. She looked beautifully. I took her backpack and we went to car. All the way in the car was silent except for the radio which played in the background. In less than fifteen minutes, I dropped her off at school and she smiled.

„Okay, Bunny. Behave well and learn something interesting." I said her as always.

„I will, Hobi. Have you taken your pills?" she asked, anxiously.

„Don't worry about me, Bunny. I'll be okay." I reassured her with a smile.

„I love you, Hobi." she mumbled and I kissed her forehead.

„I love you too and now go or you'll be late. We don't want that, do we?" I said her and she got off the car. She waved me and ran to her friends.

I drove to her office and waited in a waiting room. Her nurse, Heo Sora was just two years older than me and we were friends. Well, the definition of friendship among us doesn't apply but we still say hi to each other and sometimes talk. We actually dated like five or six years ago. She's got long light brown hair, dark brown eyes and she's really small but cute. Also, her personality is amazing. She's always been so kind to others. Now she was wearing her uniform, white trousers and t-shirt. An actual angel without wings.

„Hello, Hoseok." she greeted me with a smile on her face.

„Hello, Sora. How are you doing?" I asked politely.

„I'm good, actually perfect. I got engaged." she said and her smile grew even bigger.

„Congratulation. Who's the lucky one?" I mumbled.

„My long time boyfriend, Dohyun." she answered and showed me his photo. He was typical korean boy with a dark brown hair and eyes, but he looked like a nice guy.

„When's your wedding date?" I asked.

„12th of December." she said enthusiastically, „and of course I invite you. You can't miss it. Promise me you'll come, please.."

„That's in two months. I'll see what I can do, Sora." I said and she hugged me.

„Thank you, Hoseok. You can go now, doctor Song will accept you."

„Good morning, Hoseok. Please sit down," she said and I sat down on a red leather chair. I really like her office - she's got warm colors, paintings and photographs all over so you feel save there. And you would always found some fresh flowers on her table.

„So what's on your mind right now, Hoseok? You look paler than usual." she asked me.

„The dream. It's back and I can't control it." I whispered.