{It just so happened that we all now live in a mental health facility.}

Waking up was such a nightmare for you, not just you, but for everyone. Many pills would be shoved down everyone’s throat by the nurses; it was annoying. Your room was very plain. It had one desk with paper and some pens, one small bed, one nightstand with a lamp that never worked, and a small window with black blinds. But that was everyone’s room; they were all identical to each other.

After a while, you sat in the main room, which was a living room, with some other patients with very different mental illnesses from everyone. These eight guys were friendly and crazy, one of them being Minho. One day, he chased a guy named Han around while yelling out the words ‘Kitty-cat!!’

You sat down with a guy named Chan, who suffers from DID disorder; he would change his personality very often. He was playing with some chess pieces by himself like a bored little kid.