ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
WOOYOUNG
"You missed our session yesterday" Ms Nam said, her eyes piercing through her reading glasses into Wooyoung's soul.
"I was sick" he lied.
She raised a brow. "Is that so? "
"Yeah"
"And you're fine now? "
"Yeah. I'm fine. "
"Well that's good news. Shall we continue from where we left off then?"
Wooyoung knew that she knew he was lying but he wondered why she was letting it slide though.
"Now tell me more about this San. You only mentioned his name last time" she asked as she opened the book she always had with her, jotting down anything Wooyoung told her.
"What do you want to know? "
"What does he mean to you? "
"A lot obviously"
"And what would your definition of a lot be? " she persisted.
"I don't know. He's just... He means the world to me. "
"Does he? "
"Yes."
"And does San know this? That you mean the world to him? "
Wooyoung shrugged. "I guess so. "
"When did you two meet? "
"5 years ago. "
"At school I presume? "
"Yes"
"Did you approach him or was it the other way round?"
"He approached me. "
"And why do you think he did? "
"He said he wanted to be friends"
"Do you not believe that? "
"What do you mean? "
"You're still addressing it in his words. "
"I'm just telling you what he said. " Wooyoung stressed.
"What about you think? That's what I want to know. Do you believe you two are friends? "
"Of course I do. "
She paused for a second before writing something on her book.
"Is San your only friend? "
"What does that matter? "
"Getting defensive everytime I ask you something that you turn negative inside your head is not going to help you through this. Now let's try that again" she adjusted her glasses. "Is San your only close friend? "
