~Minho~

Minho: So do you want to tell me why he is more aggressive than you?

I asked again a little more gently but he shook his head. I wondered why he didn't want to tell me but maybe there are some reasons.

Minho: How are things between you and Jisung? Do you two get along well or do you have problems with each other?

Han: Actually, we are both like brothers. We both have different opinions sometimes but we have both been through the same thing and know how someone feels. So I think we get along well

I nodded and wrote down a few things before turning back to Han.

Minho: Do you have family and friends who support you? I noticed that many people look at you fearfully and sometimes even insult you

Han was the first to remain quiet and say nothing. I thought he didn't understand something but he just said a simple 'no'. No family or friends to help him? I looked at the other pages of the files and noticed that there was very little writing. Is he always so quiet and hardly speaks?

Minho: tell me... do you always talk so little?

Han: I don't talk much with people who I don't trust

Minho: Is there someone you trust?

Han: Jisung...

Minho: someone else?

Han doesn't answer anymore and I sigh. I wrote down a few things. Well, I had an idea but I might not do it until the next meeting.

Minho: do you want to tell me something else about yourself?

Han didn't answer and I just nodded.

Minho: OK, so in two days we won't meet here but in the new café that opened nearby. I think it was called 'Sunshine'. Then it's a bit more relaxed, I think

Han just nodded and stood up. I said a quick goodbye and he left without a word.

Psychiatrist: You did a good job today, but you're not actually allowed to meet up somewhere else and do therapy. Firstly, it would be dangerous, especially for Han, and that is not good for other people. It could be that some strangers hear everything and tell others. Also-

Minho: I think it's a good idea to go out sometimes and not sit in this room all the time. I also know the owners of the café and go with Han alone to an area where there is no one else.

The psychiatrist just nodded and looked at his calendar.

Psychiater: I still have something to do. You can go home if you have nothing left to do.

I nodded and stood up. I left the room and went home. I think it's good that I don't live so far away. I live in Gangnam and the psychiatric hospital is there too. However, I live 30 minutes away from there. Han seems to live in a different district. I read earlier that he seems to live in Hannamdong. But it didn't say where exactly. I kept walking and finally arrived home. I took my key and opened the door to my apartment. The apartment was a bit big for one person but I had 3 cats that I loved more than anything. Soonie, Doongie and Dori. Soonie is the oldest of the three. He has orange fur and a white spot on the front of his nose. Also on his paws and stomach. He sleeps every day and I got him when I was in middle school. Doongie is more white on the bottom and orange on top. He has an orange patch on his nose. Like Soonie, but in reverse. He loves to play and I got him from a friend. Only sometimes HE IGNORES ME! I still love him. Dori, on the other hand, is striped grayish. He is the youngest and plays with his toys every day. HE IS SOOOOOOOO CUTE!

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Soonie

Doongie

Dori

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