Virtual Reality | kth ✔️

002 - Therapist

I slunk down at my desk and let my backpack drop to the ground. Unlike what most people think, I didn't sit next to a window during class so I could stare out and think about depressing thoughts. I sat in the middle of the classroom, but there was no one who sat next to me. They think i'm contagious, that my depressing atmosphere would get to them and ruin their happy go lucky lives.

"Taehyung?" The teacher asked after everyone settled down in the classroom. I raised my hand limply. She smiled at me. A smile of pity. That's what everyone gave me. I'm used to it.

"The counselor wishes to speak to you right now, please make your way down to room 105" She says, her voice laced with sympathy.

Sympathy. That was also something that everyone gave me, but that sympathy never turned into empathy. None of them did anything to help me.

I stood up and limply slung my backpack across my shoulder. Without uttering a word, I slowly made my way out of the classroom and roamed the hallways until I reached room 105. The counselor wanted to speak to me. Again.

"Well good morning Kim Taehyung! How are you feeling today?" The counselor's voice echoed around her neat office. "Fine" I muttered, as I sat down on the oh so familiar chair in front of her. She let out a quiet sigh before smiling widely again, she seemed so lost with a case like me.

"Taehyungssi, the school and I couldn't help but realize that you...aren't the happiest person in this building." I didn't say anything, but continued to look at the table. Following the curves and dents of the surface with my eyes, I didn't bother listening to what the counselor said. It was all just strategies they wanted me to take to stop being so depressed.

Everyone thinks its so easy, to just simply stop being depressed. I felt my lips quiver as a sad smile appeared across my face. Nobody understands until they've felt it first hand. "...And so we are going to contact your parents and tell them to get you a therapist"