I started university about 6 months ago, almost half-a-year has gone by.
I've made some friends here. Hana, Soojin and her brother, Soobin.
They're a bunch of funny and friendly people. They keep me happy since my mum's not here. But don't worry about her being alone, she's dating this nice guy called Seokjin and recently moved in with him. I bet you 1000 won they'll get engaged in less than two months, they're so happy with each other.
My new friends are really nice. They attack anyone who's even as close as to teasing me (even if they don't mean any harm). They know about my high school life.
They also know about Hoseok.
They suggested going to a therapist. At first, I was angry. I thought they think I'm insane or have some kind of mental disorder.
But they then comforted me, and told me that the only reason they asked me to go to a therapist is because I can't seem to move on from Hoseok. A part of me would always be staring into oblivion, probably waiting for him. Waiting for him to appear, or even his image in my brain.
Hence, I agreed, since I had to admit they were right.
And today is my first appointment with the therapist.
So far, she listened to whatever I had to say, and when I stopped, she starts asking me questions.
"So, you mean to say, you stopped visualising him the day you graduated," she asks.
"Yes, and whenever I want to, it just seems blurry. He seems blurry. It's like, it wasn't me who was imagining him with me, 'cause I can't imagine him on my will," I explain, feeling a slight lump in my throat.
I swear, this is so crazy.
"Seems like you're right. My best guess is that your subconscious was visualizing him as a support for you, although I'm not quite an expert in that field. Furthermore, since you finally left high school and you bad experiences, as you told me, your brain didn't feel the need to visualise your imaginary friend anymore," she reasons.
My imaginary friend?
"Miss Park, his name is Hoseok. Jung Hoseok, like I already told you," I tell her, feeling the lump in my throat getting heavier.
But, it doesn't make any sense. If it was my subconscious, then why did he seem so damn real to me?
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ghostin; jung hoseok
Fiksi Penggemar❝ he just comes to visit me when i'm dreaming every now and then.❞ I may not be strong all the time. So you have to be strong for me, Hoseok. But, how are you here, Hoseok? Weren't you supposed to be in my head?
