Joon would go to the therapist once every month. I tried to convince him to go twice but he wouldn't have it. But in the meantime he was a complete roller coaster of emotions. He would be happy and wanting to tell me everything all the time one minute and then pissed at me and wanting away from me. It was throwing me around everywhere but I wanted him to get better. 

I remember walking in the dorm when he was alone one day. He had headphones in and he was singing and dancing around the living room. I watched him quietly and couldn't help but love how happy he looked. 

I walked quietly in and grabbed his hand. He smiled at me before taking his headphones out, his face was completely red.

"You're in a good mood." I said.

He nodded and then put the headphone in my ear. BigBang. I should have known. 

Another day I walked in and the first thing I heard was "I don't want anyone bothering me right now."

I knew to leave immediately. 

After a while he came in my room and threw his sketch book at me. I flipped open to the last page that was drawn on and saw my face smiling at me.

"I was trying really hard to focus on your eyes. I get lost in the them but forget how to draw them sometimes."

I smiled and he kissed my forehead. We didn't kiss often because we just weren't like that. But after he kissed my forehead I couldn't help but kiss him softly. 

Another day he wouldn't come out of his room. I brought