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Jiyong and Junhong had avoided each other for the last few months after the falling out the two of them had. It was something he’d neglected to inform Dr. Park of still. It wasn’t something he really thought about anymore, mostly because he kept to himself more lately than ever, but deep down he had a feeling Junhong was still pretty sour about it.

Jiyong hadn’t planned to run into Junhong but in a facility of this size with the number of patients currently under care, it was bound to happen at some point. He met that point now as he walked into the washroom to find Junhong already in there.

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Hanbyul was putting up another sigh-up sheet for group sessions. She hadn’t placed one in a while but only having two residents show was a bit of a downer. But, with the recent engagement among her clients, the small family problems that were arising with her clients, the things at home, the things at work, she realized that getting the residents to engage and talk with one another and find support among there housemates essentially was beneficial. Maybe they would show, maybe they wouldn’t. But she wouldn’t stop trying.

After placing the sign-up sheet at the nurses’ station, she got the keys to the cork board unlock the tempered plastic casing around it to hand up a flyer or two and in her endeavor, she came across Zelo, staring at the board. She wasn’t sure if he was actually looking at anything or even registered her existence but smiled at him either way, unlocking the case and attempting a conversation anyway.

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Her first steps into the hallway all day were to leave the dance room. She couldn’t help the pointed little leap she made through the doorway, bag with her music on her shoulder. An added perk to being on Jeju, besides connecting with Daichi again, was being able to get new dance clothes. Her cousin had taken the lax restrictions to come and visit and take her shopping. She was greeted by her babysitter nurse, with her real clothe in her hands.

“Ready to change, Hana?” 

Hana looked down at herself. Proper ballet shoes, black with silver ribbons (her cousin fought for those to be allowed here), dark blue skirt that stopped at mid-calf, and tight lighter blue, long sleeved shirt the was off the shoulders and showed off her midriff. She finally shook her head, handing over the bag with her cds since she couldn’t take them with her. 

“I’m going to the library for a bit. I’ll change later.” 

“Alright. I’ll let them know you’re headed there. I’ll be there to check on you in 15.”

Hana nodded and took dainty, pointed steps down the hall. She wanted to read Le Fantome de l’Opera again. She hadn’t really expected to run into anyone but you never do when you’re focused on your own things. Least of all Zelo. She hadn’t spoken to him in a long time, not since her hair was first dyed. Now that it was faded, roots showing and at her shoulders, she realized that it was longer than she had thought since they last spoke.

She wasn’t really sure how to approach him and the only thing she could think to say was, “Headed to the library, Zelo?”

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Hanbyul was with Zelo at a check-up. He had the prosthesis eye for a few months now and regular check-ups were needed to make sure that he was taking care of it properly and that things were healing well. And since they were in Seoul Psychiatric’s infirmary, it was a good place for a session.