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As Park Yoo Ra walked into the whitewashed building, she realised there was no turning back now. She sighed as she remembered the conversation she had with her friend Amber a few days ago, when she was still in Australia. She had been reluctant and had strongly opposed the idea but her friend had signed her up for this anyway.

When she had moved to Australia two years ago, to finish her two final years of high school there, she had left with a sense of closure. But everything only went downhill there. At first, she had loved the new country, with beautiful sceneries and a new atmosphere; almost like a new beginning of sorts. But soon, she had started to feel lonely. She wanted to return to Korea, where all her friends and family were. She felt suffocated in this new country she knew nothing about. It never felt like home.

All the teasing in school only made it worse. Since she was Korean, it was natural that whenever she went down the hallway there were shouts of "Hey! Everything well in China?" because it was always assumed that she must be Chinese. The racist remarks only made her sad, not angry. She was sad that everyone just had to point it out that she was different than them. Combine this with the loneliness of living alone and what do you get? Depression of course.

Yoo Ra did not like the fact that she was weak enough to get depressed just because some people were absolutely clueless. She felt so needy and weak. Why did it have to affect her this much? Why did she feel like hurting herself every time something like that happened? When she told all this to her only friend in Australia a few days before she came back to Korea, she was told to face every depressed teenager's absolutely worst nightmare.

Therapy.

She inhaled deeply, to calm her nerves, before opening the door that led to the room where she was told to go by the receptionist. She walked in to find that no one was there and realised after looking at her watch that she was fifteen minutes early. She sighed and sat down on one of the chairs in the circle, plugging in her headphones. She began bobbing her head to the beat of Sherlock by SHINee.

The song was about to end when she felt a light tap on her shoulder. She removed one of her headphones and looked up, only to be met by a pair of really familiar brown eyes.

"Yoo Ra?" he asked in surprise, as he saw her now changed appearance due to her newly dyed strawberry blonde hair.

"Kim Taehyung?"

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