Sessions of Conversations

Description

For years, not one single person could crack the case. Your family sent you there because of your odd behavior. Each doctor you were assigned to could not figure out your disease. Describing symptoms that did not fit you at all. But you sat quietly in your chair while each and every one of them explained, drawing shapes into the arm.

All of them had no idea what they were talking about. They didn't understand, nobody would or ever would.

Foreword

"She's a peculiar one." he stated.

"Why?"

"She never seems to make progress or show any signs." he explained. “I’d say good luck, but that won't do much."

"Hi, I'll be taking care of you from now on. The other doctor is with another patient."

"..." You stared blankly.

"Ok, well I'm Sunggyu. Hope to be good friends from now on." He stuck out his hand.

Still expressionless, you stared back at his hand.

He noticed you weren't about to make any movement and awkwardly put down his head. Unconsciously rubbing the back of his neck, he gave you a small smile.

I'll get you to talk. He thought. And open up about your feelings.

Knowing you weren't about to respond anytime soon, he turned to the door to leave. His hands slowly turned the doorknob and he stepped one foot out onto the linoleum floor in the hall. He heard a small noise and paused.

"You're not like them." you spoke softly.

His ears perked up, trying to figure out the meaning behind your words. He craned his neck to the side to look at you, before smiling triumphantly to himself.

"No, I guess not."