Day and Night (DISCONTINUED)

Weeks One and Two, and maybe more

A/N: I do not take credit for the images, and small OOC warning, because Hannibal will be more open to OC. Sorry if this sucks. Peace for now.》

       The day started like any other. The birds singing, the sun shining, and my mother trying to get me a therapist. I constantly tell her no when she asks, but she won’t give up. Most times she says that I have an appointment with someone, but I always tell her that I don’t care and I will never get a therapist or a psychiatrist, ever. I needed to get away from the nonsense for a little while, so I took a nice, quiet, walk to the park. I found a bench to sit at, so I took a seat and started to read my book. This book was one in the horror genre, with the most beautiful illustrations. I was so into my book, I didn’t notice the sun was setting, and someone was standing in front of me. I heard someone clear their throat, pulling me away from my book, finally noticing the world around me.

      I looked up at the man’s maroon eyes, noticing his coffee colored hair, his finely tailored suit, and his stoic face. “Um... H-Hello?” I was very nervous around others, mainly due to social anxiety, depression, and ADHD. He looked a little surprised at my stutter, especially since I looked so calm and happy while reading. His voice sounded silky and smooth with some kind of accent. “Hello, why are you here so late at night? You must be cold.”
As soon as he said that, I felt the chill, but I was used to the cold, having done this many times. I only shook my head no, still nervous, my fingers tapping the hard cover of the book from habit. I stood silently, nodded a thank you, and walked away, shaking lightly. I was so scared to talk to people now that I couldn’t even go to a normal school.

       I made my way home, getting distracted by the smallest thing, not knowing that the man from before was following me, watching how I would deviate from my current path and follow a new one, eventually reaching my house. I climbed up the tree in our yard up to my window, which is never locked. I left it open to let in some fresh air. I turned on a small fan, not being able to sleep in silence. I got into bed, curled into my blankets, and fell fast asleep, my dreams blank and peaceful for once. I still had no idea the man was still there, intrigued by my personality change and state of mind.

\\\\\Morning/////

I woke up to a bird singing next to my pillow, reminding me my window was open. I changed into a cute black crop top, shorts, and my favorite pair of high tops. I grabbed my turquoise beanie, walking down to get some breakfast. “Hey sweetie, hear me out okay? I think I found someone that you could talk to. I know you’ll most likely say no, but can you at least try? Just this once, then I’ll never ask again. If you like them, you can go back, but only if you want.”
   
      Her tone surprised me, so I nodded softly, eating a bit of bacon. She smiled happily and told me that we had to leave at 3:30pm that day because the appointment was at 4:00. It was noon now, so I went back to the park and continued to read my book. I had a timer set, so I knew when to head home. When it did go off, I closed my book, walking back to the house. My mother had the car ready, so we immediately set off to my new psychiatrists office. We entered the building to see a decent sized front desk with faint engravings on it.

     After some time waiting, the dreaded moment came. My mom stayed behind, saying I needed to do this on my own so I won’t be so scared. The woman that lead me to the persons office and said to knock, then wait. So that’s what I did, and when the door opened, I was shocked. It was the same man from before, and he seemed just as shocked as I was, but his face didn’t show it. What gave away his shock were his eyes, mainly because I could see a flash of recognition and shock mixed. He steps to the side and lets me in, so I whisper a small thank you, starting to mess with my hands.