"Did any of you notice what Teressa was calling Nathan?", Mr. Jung questions from the opposite side of the table, blowing on his coffee with his eyes stuck onto my movements as I sat next to Mr. Min, still sulking over last night's events."Oh yeah," Josh chimes in, mouth full of the Hotteok before he swallows the bite. "She was calling him Han," he shrugs and dives back into his lunch. "She always called him that," I mutter softly and three heads turn back to me, these being my first words since morning. "What? Teressa dated him for over an year, of course they had nicknames.""Yeah but what's 'Han'?", Mr. Min chuckles, probably mocking it and I laugh back in a softer tone. "Nat-Han, Nathan," I emphasize, moving both my hands in two different directions. "Oh yeah, that makes sense," Mr. Jung nods, his brows furrowing in concentration.We were all at Sam's restaurant for brunch after waking up quite late in the morning with all our

"What do you remember about yesterday then? If you didn't go to a therapist then what did you do the whole day before the fight at night?", Jimin mutters, ears and neck red from frustration that all of us were going through except for Mrs. Lee who seemed and ought to be a professional in such situations."Nothing, probably just practiced, had lunch with Teressa and then went to the stadium with Sophie and Choi? What else," Nathan shrugs, seeming a lot calmer than before but the cloud of uncertainty hung low and dark over all of us, even Nathan as he contemplated his words."Probably? Or for sure?", I chime in, sounding a lot more on edge than I tried to let on."I don't know, okay!? I don't remember! All I remember is that we had the congratulatory party at Sophie's and Teressa was there too, you guys were there as well and well we had that fight and everything. Everything is messed up inside my head," he confesses, volume rising up for a few w

"W-Wait! I'm a little overwhelmed right now," I breathe out, clutching a hand to my chest in worry. Nathan's mother was alive, we had the address, Nathan had Dissociative Identity Disorder, he's had it since he was six year old. Six motherfucking years only. The world is now aware of his illness, partially and a lot of tension is still unresolved between Teressa and him."I know everything must seem rushed right now," Mr. Min assures, voice breaking as it gives space to a loud gulp down his throat. "But we can't lose anymore time. We need to tell Mrs. Lee w-why all of this is happening. Nathan is not well enough right now to absorb the severity of his condition."I slowly nod, gripping tightly around the handle of the door, away from all their eyes as a tear rolls down my cheeks. I didn't have to do this, I wanted to do this. For Nathan and for myself."He'll be okay Soph," Jimin whispers, catching my attention right away with his watery eyes a

"Don't you think this will be too shocking for him right now?", Mr. Min suggests, chewing on his lower lip with a concerned expression as he pulls his car into my apartment complex's parking lot."Yeah but she's staying with me and I'll make sure that the two of us don't end up coming back here later or atleast for a few days till Mrs. lee figures out the whole deal," I sigh and Kate's ears perk up at the suggestion as she shuffles closer to me from the back seat. "Hey, Kate, do you- would you mind me staying over at Nathan's since you know, we basically stay over at each other's all the time?""Of course not, why would I have a problem with that? You both are grown-ups," she chuckles. "I'm just excited to see him again, hear his voice again without the television screen."I smile back at the woman and nod softly. It was heartwarming to see how much she loved him and how accepting she was, of the two of us. What made me even happier was to know

Nathan's head was soundly placed in Kate's lap. She was sitting on the couch across me and it was pitch dark when I gazed out of my window. All four of us were unaware when time had ticked by so as soon as Nathan's eyes drooped shut in exhaustion of how big a day this had been, Jo went to bed too."So, how did you two meet?", Kate questions, drawing my blue cardigan closer around her shoulders with a soft sigh. "You know, you and Nat are two very different people. How did it- how did this happen?", she emphasizes on the word 'this' and I could only laugh softly in response."I have no idea either," I perk up, bouncing my feet against the carpeted floor of my living room. "Should I start from the beginning or?", Kate sits up a little more comfortably as I quirk my brow at her curiosity but it was understandable. She hadn't met her little boy in what must be two decades."From the start, tell me everything," she smiles and I couldn't help but ret