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"Why did you do that?" he shouts at her, clearly furious at what she did.

"What do you mean 'why did you do that'?" she responds, her tone matching his. "You were about to die!"

"But I wanted to die!" he shouts back.

"Why would YOU want that? I mean, look at you!" 

He glares at her.

She takes a deep breath, emptying out unnecessary thought from her head.

"I understand that you're probably going through a hard time but believe me; suicide is never the option."

She's breathing heavily.

She waits for the boy's response.

But all she hears is laughter.

Horrible, painful laughter.

"You really think that you actually have a grasp of what I'm going through right now? You know nothing," he sneers at her.

Pain is etched into her face.

"Look. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to anger you in any possible way. It's just that I have a-" she pauses before continuing, as like she's hiding something.

"I just have a thing about suicide."

"Don't we all," he murmurs back before walking off.

"Hey! Wait!"

"What now?" he snarls at her.

She stops and stands still.

A smile blossoms.

"That's no way to speak to your newly appointed therapist."

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