"Hello young men. I'm Doctor Kim, but you can call me Hyejin if it makes you more comfortable with me. I will be your therapist for the time being, so how about you two introduce yourselves?"

Today is Wednesday, the first official day of therapy.

"My name is Mark Lee." Mark began.

"And I'm Kim Donghyuck."

"Super! Now how about we say how old we are. I'm 32."

"I'm 15."

"I'm 14." Donghyuck told the woman.

"So that makes Mark your hyung, doesn't it Donghyuck?"

''Yes." Donghyuck muttered.

"So the reason you two are here is because you can't seem to get along. Donghyuck, why don't you tell me why you hate Mark?" Hyejin motioned for the young boy to start.

"Well he is very rude and… I don't know."

"Okay, that's not a problem. Let's move on to you, Mark."

"He doesn't have any respect for me, and he…" Mark faded off.

The therapist nodded. "I see. You two don't really have a reason to hate each other. You just feel that anger, just for no reason at all. How was your childhood?"

Donghyuck pouted. "He broke my arm!"

Mark glared at the younger. "I only did that after you made me choke on my tooth!"

"Okay, that's good! Now how about lately?"

"He punched me on Monday! See, I still have the bruise."

"I do see. Now Mark, why did you punch Donghyuck?" Hyejin questioned.

"He was being so annoying. And I was trying to talk to him, but he wouldn't listen and I just lost it."

"So Donghyuck was agitating you?"

Mark nodded his head.

"Okay then. Have you told him that you're sorry?"

Mark shook his head. "I won't apologize to him until he apologizes first."

"I'm not apologizing for anything!" Donghyuck argued.

"That why I'm not apologizing!" Mark snarled.

"Whatever, you're such an -"

"Okay boys, calm down," Hyejin interrupted. "Let's talk about something else, shall we?"

"Fine." The two males said at the same time.

"So... you two have known each other since forever right? There must be at least one good memory."

Donghyuck put his finger on his chin, thinking for a second before answering. "Nope. I got nothing."

"Yeah. Can't think of anything." Mark agreed.

"Really? There's not one fond memory?"

"Nope."

Hyejin rubbed her temples. This is going to be one long year.