Mental ♤ HunHan

Chapter 1♤: Cry Baby~Melanie Martinez

Sehun's P.O.V

You see, I don't really understand the meaning of mental hospitals. What were they there for? Do they even help the insane? There is the stereotypical electric shock therapy that just fucks up the patient more than before. I'm not insane, no. That's not who I am. I'm not fucking crazy. Oh yes, you are, just quit lying to yourself. Shut up!

I hear the smack of a door fill the quite, empty, colorless room. I look up and try to adjust in the uncomfortable plastic black chair. A man walks in with the cop that arrested me and my mother. My eyes widen.

"Mom, you have to get me out of here! I didn't do anything wrong-" I was cut off by the police officer. I tried to get up but he pushed me back down.

"Don't fucking touch me!" I yell getting up again. My mother looks sad. Her normal matching blue shin-length skirt and blouse tucked in. She really loves the color blue. She said it was beautiful and is filled with secrets. I for one don't like blue. It's too sad and depressing.

I hear someone clear their throat and my head turns to the sound. The man has grey hair. But not like aging grey, more like the new and recently dyed grey. He didn't look very old either, actually. He was Chinese or Japanese from what I could tell. He had a bit of a bitch face too. Like it held no patience and had too much attitude. I look up and smirk at him.

"Hello Sehun, I'm Wu Yifan. I'm the owner of this hospital" he starts. He has a few sheets of papers in front of him and a pen in hand. I look down and see it's some sort of fill-in sheet. He wrote my name down. They're enrolling me in here? I look over at my mother standing next to the cop with a tissue in hand drying tears. I smell her lilac perfume from where I'm sitting.

"Now, Ms. Oh I do believe you should not worry. Sehun will be in great hands. Plus you will be able to see him twice a month. Goodbye now" Yifan waves her off as the cop guides her out.

"Can I not say good b-" the door closes. I feel eyes bore into my head, judging me. I turn and look at Yifan with a smirk once more.

"So, what's with a teenager like you owning a hospital" I laugh at him. Mocking him in a way. He glares and opens his mouth to retaliate but the door opens again. I look over revealing women or young women. She had a fair complexion and a kind face, a babyface in a way. She wore round glasses and had pretty brown hair. Though the window in the room made her hair look like a red copper. She was beautiful. She had her small fair share of freckles on her nose and a smile that made Yifan smile as well. She was American, she had these doe eyes with cute bags under them. She was a work of art.

"Hello Dr. Wu, hello Sehun" She smiles at us. I look at her attire. She is wearing a cream sweater that revealed her obvious collar bone and it was long on the sleeves which gave her a sweater paws. She also had a dog collar on which looked well. Also kinky. She had black skinny jeans underneath with black creepers and white socks.

"My names Min Laeli. I'll be your therapist"

"My therapist- wait? My therapist?" I question. She doesn't look like a therapist at all. What the hell? She smiles and grabs the papers from Yifan and tells me to get up. I follow her to the door looking at her ass move nicely. I hear a fake cough and look at Yifan glaring at me. I flip him off and follow Laeli. We walk in a plain hallway, the white tiles loud with every step. There were white walls, more white tiles on the walls. I guess it was supposed to make it less plain but it was a sad effort. It was a long hallway but we made it to a staircase and we followed up. The noise started filling the hallway the closer I got to the middle of the long corridor.

"I know, it gets pretty noisy around this time. It's lunchtime for the other patients. We'll introduce you later though" Laeli smiled at me. We continued walking till I met with a door. It was painted baby pink. It was the only door that wasn't white in this hospital. The door had some stickers of rainbows and unicorns. I raised a brow at the door as Laeli fiddled with her keys.