"I have been trapped here for a long time. I'm not dead you see, just....well..." The dark-haired boy fiddled with his fingers, his beautiful dark eyes beginning to shine with unshed tears. 

"I'm stuck..."

Jongin took a deep breath, his eyes locking onto the mysterious boy. "Me too....." His whisper was quiet, yet his friends all stopped what they were doing and turned their attentiont to him, their eyes searching for Jongin's conversation buddy.

"Is it him? Again?' Luhan asked gently, running his hand through his multi-colored hair, gentle face twisting into one of sheer, absolute worry.

"His name is...." 

'Kyungsoo'

"Kyungsoo."

"Jongin have you taken your pills today? You know, the ones for depression, bipolar disorder, your parasomnia...those ones?" Sehun clenched his jaw and crossed his arms, making Jongin feel offended.

"I'm not ing crazy Sehun! I don't know why I am the only one that can see him, but he's real!" 

"No.....he's a figment of your imagination. Jongin we're taking you home to take your medicine." 

"No!Nononono!" Jongin began to kick and scream as his friends grabbed onto his arms and forced him out of the arcade they were causally hanging-out at.

"Let me go you guys! Now! I don't want to take them! I DON'T WANT TO!" Jongin could feel tears sliding down his face, and out the corner of his eye he saw Kyungsoo crying as well.

But there was no use fighting.

It was four of them against Jongin.

He knew he had lost.