It's been a few months since your mom forced you to go to therapy. It's not.. too bad. At least you don't hate the therapist. You just hate the fact you're ill enough that you have to go to therapy.

You're just constantly scrolling on your phone, practically dying of boredom, when you get a message from your therapist, Park Sunghoon, or Sunghoon.

– "Hey. How have you been? When do you have time for the next session?" The message reads.