Mr. Kim said that I can stay in my dorm like Yoongi to eat as long as I promise to try an eat. Its currently kick ball time and I'm sitting on the side lines watching because I don't want to play. Some of them are pretty good players. I look over and see Yoongi sitting under a tree on the other side of the field. I get up and walk over to him. I set down across from him but giving him distance.
"Hi." I say.
"Hey." He says not looking up from his notebook.
"Mr. Kim told me you'll be joining me for meals." He says writing in his notebook.
"Yeah. I'm kinda done with people already." I say.
"Now you know how I feel." He mumbles looking up for the first time.
Our eyes meet and we both look away. He's really handsome.
"So what are you writing?" I ask.
"It's nothing, just a therapy thing." He explains.
"For what?" I ask.
"My OCD." He answers.
"You have OCD?" I ask.
"Yeah." He answers.
"Me too." I admits.
"Is that one of your problems?" He asks.
"One of them yes, how did you know?" I ask.
"They usually put their patients together with someone who's similar to them." He explains.
I look at the ground a bit confused.
"I have multiple problems, so you would too." He elaborates.
"Oh." I say.
I stop and play with the grass before I think of something.
"Hey, you talked to me normally." I realize.
"Because I'm trying not to focus on that. Another therapy trick". He mumbles.
"Maybe you can teach me some of these tricks." I suggest.
"You should tell me about all your problems." He says.
"I-Um-I-I" I stumble out
"You don't have to tell me. But I can't help you." He tells me.
"I told you one of mine." I sorta of whine.
"I guess I can help you with that. Do you have a journal?" He asks.
"Yes." I say.
"I also do this because of my anxiety. But I've been here 6 years, so you get used to it. Take your journal with you and if you feel uncomfortable write what makes you uncomfortable." He suggests.
"That could work." I admit.
"Why aren't you playing?" He asks.
"That would be one of my problems." I stand up.
"But I will tell you later." I joke before walking away.
I go back to the game and watch until the game ends.
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The meaning of living| Yoonmin
FanfictionJimin is a suicidal 16 year old who goes to live at a mental health hospital. When he gets there he discovered his new roommate, Min Yoongi, is a total hottie. They become close friend and little by little they help each other discover the meaning o...