` suzy's room

@Nichkhun {aghhhhh failures}

@Nichkhun {idk how to continue oTL}

@Nichkhun "I might actually take you up on that offer," Suzy replied, about to turn on her heel and leave to find something to wrap around her cut up arms. "Also, good luck talking to the other students, they're much worse than I am."

@Nichkhun Suzy raised her eyebrows slightly. "A counselor with issues," She said, an amused smile on her pretty face. She had always believed that counselors also had problems since it was practically impossible for someone to not have any issues. "That's...interesting."

@Nichkhun Suzy observed the young counselor. He looked pretty worried, scared almost. "Are you even experienced enough to counsel us?" She scoffed, crossing her bloody arms.

@Nichkhun "Aren't you supposed to go check on other students, seongsangnim?" Suzy asked, staring at him curiously. She wondered why he was still standing in the hallway, she had expected that he was already off trying to convince other students that they weren't worthless little s to society and fail miserably.

@Nichkhun Muttering nonsense under her breath Suzy dragged herself off of her bed and decided to go grab a band-aid or something. She trudged to her bathroom, while rolling up the sleeves of her sweatshirt and looked into the medicine cabinet but didn't find anything. Sighing, the dark-haired girl decided that band-aids were useless.
She pulled the bloody sleeves down once again and thought that a walk would help clear her cluttered mind. She opened the door of her room, surprised that Nichkhun was still standing in the hallway.

@Nichkhun "Yes it is!" She yelled out as the counselor left. Groaning she screamed into her pillow, unsure of what to do. "Stupid teachers," She mumbled. "Always thinking they can help us..."

@Nichkhun "Ok," Suzy muttered before plopping down onto her bed. She stared at the ceiling and her dark hair was fanned out behind her head. "You know counselling never really helps with all of us "troubled kids" right? It's only until we accept that there's something wrong with us and I doubt any of us will learn to accept that we're disgusting monsters to society."

@Nichkhun "Fine," Suzy shrugged, playing with the end of her long hair. "Are you doing like a dorm check for all students or something?"

@Nichkhun Oh..uh come in then," Suzy mumbled, gesturing for the counselor to come in. She honestly didn't want him to be in her room, but she believed that he wasn't going to stay for long time anyways.

@Nichkhun Suzy slightly smiled and nodded feeling a bit awkward. "I'll do that later," She reassured him. "Besides my arms aren't bleeding all that bad." That was understatement. Suzy's arms were bleeding an awful lot, mostly because of the many and deep slashes that went down her arms.

@Nichkhun Suzy pasted on a kind smile and nodded. "Oh, yea. Annyeong seongsangnim," She greeted quietly and politely bowing. Her eyes widened when she saw the sleeves of her sweater and she awkwardly but hastily hid her arms behind her back. Still trying to look somewhat casual.

@Nichkhun Her eyes widened as she hear the loud knock on her door. Quickly she shoved the disposable blade under her bed. "Just a minute!" She yelled, trying to stop the blood from flowing from her stinging wrists with a white towel. Suzy pulled on a loose grey sweatshirt as an attempt to cover her bleeding arms and shoved the bloody towel under her bed.
She opened the door, not surprised to see the counselor, but unaware of the blood seeping through her sleeves.

Suzy quickly dragged the dull metal blade over the pale skin of her wrist and immediately she felt better at the sight of the dark red blood gushing out of the cut. She repeated this step over and over again, multiple times on her wrists as she just sat there at the end of her bed with a box of disposable blades at her side. It was a wonder that the school hadn't even find out about them yet.