"good job, today." [⏸hiatus]
As a last resort to recover from anorexia, Jeonghan is checked into a group home for mental health patients. Slowly, he lets Nurse Seungcheol's small words of encouragement heal him, starting on a journey towards recover...
"The moment I saw you, my knees grew weak... I think you're the half that I was looking for"
One Half, GFRIEND
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"It's Wednesday," said Yuju, smiling slightly as she waited in the corridor with the other patients for their daily check-ups.
Jeonghan looked at her in surprise. "What's so good about Wednesday?" he asked quietly.
He'd been there almost a week now, and was really close to meeting his target for Seungcheol. He hated the imaginary fat around his rib-cage that he felt like he's put on, but even he couldn't deny how his skin no longer looked so gray.
Yuju slowly smiled, bringing the blanket about her shoulders up under her chin. "Wednesday is Seokmin day."
"Who's Seokmin?"
"Her boyfriend," Soonyoung said cutely.
"Yah," Yuju said, pouting, "He's not my boyfriend. He's my... best friend."
"Sure," Wonwoo drawled, "Obviously not screwing-"
"Stop it!" Soonyoung yelled at him. "Don't tell lies about Yuju!"
"Or what?" he sneered.
"I'll get Wen to beat you up," Cheetos boy warned.
Wonwoo suddenly looked terrified, his hand going to his left wrist.
"Who's Wen?" Jeonghan asked Yuju quietly, but she just shook her head.
"He doesn't come out often," Junhui sing-songed as he walked past them in his pyjamas, having been called into the examination room by Nurse Josh. "So watch out!" he added in a stage-whisper, startling Wonwoo. He smirked before going into the room and slamming the door behind him.
"I fucking hate them," Wonwoo said darkly.
"Them?" Jeonghan echoed.
"Junhui and Wen," Soonyoung filled in.
"But who is Wen?"
"You like June, though, right, Wonwoo?" Cheetos boy continued, leaving Jeonghan to be ignored.
"Yeah... I do like June," Wonwoo mumbled.
"Jeonghan!" said Nurse Seungcheol, "You're next."
"Favouritism!" Wonwoo complained.
"Jeonghan?" Seungcheol repeated, tilting his head to one side.
"Yeah," he answered, and shuffled down the corridor wrapped like a spring roll in his brown blanket.
"Good job, Junhui," said Nurse Josh, "Go and have breakfast."
"Yes, sir," Junhui said with a smirk, mock-saluting.
