Once we got there, I stared at the building.
Neither of us moved, as if both of us were waiting for the other to step out first.
I decided to be that person, since Seo-Jun doesn't really have good memories of going to the therapist.
"So," I said, forcing a playful smirk. "Here we are."
His eyes slid toward me, slow and observant.
"Here we are," he echoed, not so enthusiastic about this whole thing.
I was the one going to meet the therapist but it felt like he was the one getting dragged to speak about his whole life story.
I reached for the door handle but my hand froze mid-air as Seo-Jun's hand sped past mine and opened the door.
"I got it." He said and I nodded.
Getting out of the car and walking one step at a time, I felt my heart racing and pounding through my ribcage like it wanted to get out.
I was about to walk into the building when I paused, my feet pausing in place as my heart began to race even harder.
I whispered, barely audible,
