How 21 Students Saved the World

4 - Does No One Have Eyes?

"He still refuses to attend group sessions," the therapist told Soonyoung, "but he's improved on how to distract himself. He mentioned... trying to learn French?"

Soonyoung nodded. "Yeah, he found a website where they teach it, Mango languages, and he also likes to spend his time working on this connect-the-dots book."

"I also recommend he takes up a sport," the therapist said. "It seems like he has a lot of built-up anger and he needs to find a healthy way to release it."

Soonyoung looked over to where Jihoon was sitting in the living, staring at the ground while he swung his legs back and forth. He always got like this after therapy.

"I'll see what we can do," Soonyoung said.

Soonyoung said goodbye to the therapist and called over for Jihoon to leave. They still had to get some bagel bites, after all.

The two of them were going to have to work overtime the next few days, Soonyoung had noticed, based on what was going on in the office. This was going to be their last normal day where they could lounge around together, doing useless shit like they always did.

Soonyoung spent so much time at Jihoon's house and the other vice versa that it made sense for them to just live together at this point. However, Jihoon had asked him long ago and Soonyoung had fucked up, and-

They never really talked about the incident about a year ago, right when Soonyoung was being a massive bitch to Jihoon. But the only thing that mattered was that Jihoon was here now, safe and cared for.

Soonyoung didn't say anything until they got in the car, waiting for JIhoon to put on his seatbelt before he started the car. "So, how did today go?"

Jihoon shrugged. "Same as always."

"Well, at least it didn't get worse," Soonyoung said. "What's the one positive thing that came out?"

"Um... he let me play Mariana and the Diamonds the entire time," Jihoon admitted.

"Oh no," Soonyoung said, laughing at his own joke while Jihoon threw punches at him. Jihoon wasn't really strong, though. "What, you like that song!"

"Stop making fun of me." Jihoon crossed his arms and pouted, refusing to look at Soonyoung. "I don't make fun of TVXQ."

"I'm not making fun of you, I promise," Soonyoung said. "Hey, I was thinking of a sport we can do together."

Jihoon turned to look at him. "A sport?"

"Kickboxing," Soonyoung answered. "You can pretend you're kicking me. You know I need the exercise anyways."

Jihoon laughed. "Only you would allow violence to be inflicted on you."

Soonyoung would have said anything to make you happy when his phone started ringing, interrupting the two of them.

Soonyoung would have let it go to voicemail, but when he took it out of his pocket and say the caller ID, it said Connor, Soonyoung and Sungsoo's higher up. Why he was calling now at around 7, Soonyoung didn't know.

He showed the screen to Jihoon. "Why would he be calling so late?"

Jihoon looked at the screen and squinted. "Connor? Am I reading this right?"

Soonyoung nodded before sliding the button over to answer it. "Hello, Connor, it's me, Soonyoung."

Jihoon could only hear snippets of the conversation, hearing "really?" "tomorrow?" "for a week?" and he was trying his best to decipher the meaning behind those words.