Passion From The Ones Above

God Isn't Finished With Me Yet 1.0

It had been an extremely shitty day for Soyeon and she hadn't even been awake for more than an hour.

Her streak of bad luck started before her weekend had even begun. Being entirely too tired to remember to charge her phone the night before led to her alarm clock never going off. Which led to her waking up half an hour later than she should have. Then, in her rush to get ready and not starve to death, she burnt her hand on the stove. Now she was rushing up the stairs to an office building , praying her group mates were kind enough to wait for her to start.

Room 147, finally.

As she opened the door, she saw five pairs of eyes sizing her up like hungry wolves watching her every move.

One pair was cold and calculative, the owner of those eyes looking very unfriendly and slightly arrogant, as if a single wrong word out of Soyeon would have her ridiculed for the rest of her life one earth. There was anger behind those eyes, not just anger at one person, it seemed, but anger at the entire world and its inhabitants.

The second was dead and cold, as if the life behind those eyes had been sucked out of them a long time ago. Soyeon could barely see the person's soul, their posture gave off the impression of a woman who was nothing but shadow.

The third was warm and friendly, enough so that Soyeon wasn't off-put by the motley group, but it seemed as though there was something beneath the surface, kept hidden and chained away by the presence of this newcomer.

The fourth cut through Soyeon like a pair of twin daggers. She could feel the woman's eyes cutting her down to size, as if she was a specimen in a lab or a prey animal being watched by a large, hungry predator.

The fifth and last were warm and friendly like the thirds, but unlike number three, there was nothing to hide. They exuded a comforting aura, making Soyeon feel welcome amongst this strange circle.

"Glad you finally made it, I was worried you wouldn't show up."

The fifth one was probably their therapist.

Soyeon glanced down at the golden nametag on the other woman's shirt.

Jung Whee In

"Well, don't just stand there! Come and have a seat."

"Oh yeah, thank you." Soyeon quickly sat down between what she hoped would be the nicer members of the group.

"I think the best way to start off today's session would be to have everyone introduce themselves to our new guest! Shuhua, why don't you make up for your silence these past few days?"

Shuhua, the first set of eyes that Soyeon had taken notice of, seemed to change entirely. They no longer looked scary or cold and calculated. They reminded Soyeon of a child almost, and a scared one at that.

Shuhua cleared her throat and began to speak. "My name is Yeh Shu Hua. I'm here for my multiple attempts at suicide and family related issues." Her stiff and stern face twitched ever so slightly.

Soyeon could tell that the fear of speaking was more than just not wanting to bring up such heavy topics, but it wasn't her place to over analyse anything.

The lifeless set of eyes scanned Shuhua's body before leaning over to rub her back. She removed her hand and quickly began typing on a little tablet. "My name is Cho Mi Yeon," The tablet spoke. "I'm here to handle my depression and coping with my throat injury."

Soyeon nodded respectfully. Certainly not the lightest things to bring up after such a stiff and awkward first interaction, but it was probably not the worst thing they'd discuss.

"My name is Ahn Hye Jin. I'm here for my intense aquaphobia due to childhood incidents." A simple introduction, but definitely not as descriptive as it should have been.

The fourth set of eyes had a similar transition to Shuhua. From something hard enough to make even the toughest criminals shake, to something childlike. However, this wasn't a scared child, but one that was always up to no good. "My name is Kim Yong Sun. I'm here in order to cope with my very long list of near death experiences."

Soyeon was taken aback by the calmness in Yongsun's casualness. "Um, my name is Jeon So Yeon. I'm here to handle my depression that stems from...a whole lot I'm sure." She chuckled nervously.

"Don't worry, none of us were sure what caused our problems when we first came here." Hyejin smiled softly. "Don't be afraid to focus on your issues sometimes."

"I'm sure you've figured my name out by now, but just in case, my name is Jung Whee In. I will be leading your group therapy, but feel free to call me to organize a one on one session." She smiled softly, it was a loving smile. Her eyes seemed old and experienced, but she couldn't have been older than 30.

Strange.

"So! Tell us more about yourself!"

Soyeon wasn't expecting such vivid yet similar backstories from these five very different individuals. Their stories seemed almost too tragic to sound real, yet they were living them; with Shuhua's parents' extremely messy divorce and Miyeon's car accident, which rendered her mute, to Hyejin and Yongsun's incidents with nature which almost seemed to spring from some strange fable to do with angering nature deities, it seemed impossible to believe, yet here they were.

"Oh by the way, Soyeon, what's your view on religion?"

Soyeon swallowed thickly as she looked from one pair of eyes into another.

"I stopped going to church when I was sixteen... just kind of stopped believing." She murmured, expecting for someone to go off on her for her blasphemies views.

"That's okay, I kind of stopped believing when I was younger too."

Soyeon looked into Yongsun's eyes.

"I did everything momma told me to. Dressed up all nice for church, prayed every night before bed, left as many offerings as I could, but I never got anything in return." Yongsun's features softened into an expression with less hope and energy. "Well, unless you count nearly being ripped apart as a gift from the gods above."

"Who cares?" Shuhua snickered, her voice as spiteful as the expression on her face. "All that for a pantheon of gods who don't even care for the mortals they put on this shitty planet." She shook her head and looked down at her lap. "Just don't bother, I say. They're not worth the effort."

"Agreed. If there's anyone up there that looks after us, they deserve jack shit from us. They're probably sitting up there right now scratching their ass or something." Hyejin giggled causing the other members to burst out in laughter as well.

"The Gods are dead and we killed them all," Miyeon's tablet spoke in it's tiny voice. "If they were still alive, I don't think they would let any of this crap happen to us." Her tablet said, causing Wheein's face to twitch ever so slightly.

Wheein cleared her throat and swallowed the very long rant about religion. "Well, jokes aside. I think we should talk about other things yea? Has anything good happened for any of you since our last session?"

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