Don't mind about any typo or grammar errors. I wrote this during the night... 

 "Hi. I'm Hayoung."

I turned to the nurse when i got no response. 

"I apologize for that, darling. This is your roommate, Kim Namjoo." Nurse Tiffany told me before leaning onto me and whispering. "Namjoo suffers from mutism and social anxiety. Don't take it personally if she doesn't talk or look at you. Eye contact is the worst thing possible for her." 

She then turned to Namjoo asking. "Namjoo ah, this is your roommate, Oh Hayoung. She will be with you while you stay here. Is that okay with you?"

She looked up from her book before looking at me then turning to Nurse Tiffany then nodding her head. Seeing that nod, Nurse Tiffany went out the room to head back to her station.

I sat down on my bed and looked around. I saw two desks, one of which has art materials on it. I looked at Namjoo while she reads. 'She is a artist? Does she draw?' I thought as i stared at her. 

I figured that she really isn't going to be talking to me as i stare at her so i went to unpack my stuff. 

"Well... A tough stay ahead..." I murmured quietly as i thought of the quiet roommate and a whole load of sessions with doctors who is trying to 'help' me. When it was obvious to everyone, it's useless.

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Namjoo could feel her roommates eyes on her as panic continue to build up inside her. She thought to herself. 'What if she expects me to talk? Wil she think i'm rude just now? She doesn't seem like she is ill? Why is she here anyway?' 

Her breathing becomes uneven as time pass. She closed her book before putting it down. She close her eyes before taking deep breaths as what the nurse said during the group session yesterday. When it wasn't working, she thought. 'This is crazy. this all'

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Hayoung's stay here wasn't at all pleasant. 

She had to go find the doctor to decide her treatment plan. As her family lives near the hospital, the doctor recommended her to have family therapy twice a week to help her realize that she is affecting other people. Not just herself. Going for the groups session and a bunch more, Hayoung has to follow a strict meal schedule of eating three meals a day then gradually eating bigger meals. And that was something that she hated. To eat meals but is unable to get rid of it made me sick. I just want to go home and do things i am capable of controlling.

It was time for group session, it was perhaps the most interesting part. Amy Lee talking about nonsense stuff, and according to another patient named Ashley, Stacie s