What to ask... Maybe his experiences at the hospital.

"Hey, Taehyung?" He hummed in response. "May I ask a kinda uh, personal question?"

"Depends what it is. You can ask but I may not want to answer." I nodded.

"What was it like in the hospital?"

"You mean the psych ward?" I nodded again. He sighed. "It's... Strange. Not enjoyable in the slightest. Doctors and nurses are constantly hovering around you, in my case making sure I don't try to kill myself. There's also some security guards around on the odd occasion people manage to get out of their rooms. If you have permission, you are allowed to go to the gardens but you have to have someone with you. If you want to be left alone, good luck, there's always someone watching you. That's with the suicidal people like myself, I'm not sure about others."

"Wow..." I was at a loss for words. What is there to say? I thought of another question, but it might be a bit inappropriate... "I have another question."

"Ask away."

"How many times have you a..." I paused, not sure if it was a good idea. "Attempted?" He noticeably gulped.

"More times than I should have... Seven times, this would've been my eighth attempt... I haven't been hospitalized every time, only when friends have found me. Any other time it just didn't work. I've been hospitalized four times." I nodded for what felt like the hundredth time that night.

"When was the last time you were there?" He thought for a second.

"Around two months ago. Some stuff happened and I wanted to kill myself. I made the mistake of going to the school bathrooms, slit my wrists pretty deep. I passed out from the blood loss. But the blood had gone under the stall door and someone saw it. An ambulance was called, and unfortunately they managed to save me. That was also the longest time I spent in there. Because the cuts were so deep, they had to make sure they were healing right."

Again, what do I say? We sat in silence for a few minutes, me contemplating what to say next, him off in his own world.