Poten

The night I got my glasses.

Minho fell asleep with high expectations. Hobbyism that forcibly makes you fall asleep is as useful as this day! Soon, he regained consciousness in a space that was indistinguishable from dream or reality.

‘Here...’

The first thing that caught Minho's eye was a hallway that smelled like white bottom tiles and disinfectant.

It was in the middle of the hospital. The uniform of a busy doctor and nurse going back and forth from the central reception unit was a bit rustic, so I thought maybe it was somewhere in the past.

What's the mission? ’

The qualification test when taming the first bottle and the second car was not that difficult. For some reason, my father ignored me with the idea that what he got was nothing.

However, the inventories that will be No. 3 are different in class.

In any game Minho has ever experienced, he did not give good items easily. This too will be the same. I reflected on the large mirror on the side of the hall, and the middle-aged man in glasses welcomed me.

Minho, who had checked the information first, found a document in the briefcase in his hand called a 'ticket file'.

“Doctor, you're here. ”

I turned my head and saw a young man in a doctor's robe.

“This is your subway. ”

The doctor pointed to the stairs.

“Yesterday, the '[] Army’ had an unidentified seizure and moved from a four-man room to a single room. I contacted my guardian because I suspected epilepsy. ”

Minho realized that the doctor's pronounced patient's name could not be heard properly. It was like beeping silence when inappropriate words appeared on TV.

Minho followed the doctor up the stairs and asked again.

“What did you say the patient's name was? ”

“You mean '[] Army’? ”

“Oh, yes. ”

Min-ho, who was curious about the name being hidden in his memory, handed over the counsel file. The name section of the patient's demographic information is also sprayed as if it had been mosaized.

Minho quickly searched through the document, noticing that knowledge related to psychiatry emerged even when he was unconscious.

Psychopathic?

Chronic thinking disorder facing hallucinations, delusions, etc. The patient's presumption of such a history was mainly given.

When I arrived in front of the room, the doctor told me.

“Consultation is 30 minutes. ”

Minho only understood the approximate situation. A pity for patients who were not properly treated when he had poor experience in counseling with Professor Hwang. This was clearly a soothing mission.

Sweet.

As you walk through the door, you see a boy sitting next to a table. He looks like a five-year-old boy with a flashy figure.

“Hello.”

The child did not stop drawing something hard on the drawing paper, keeping his head down even in Minho's greeting. The loving hand holding the pencil moves relentlessly.

Minho sat quietly on the other side of the child.

A child's painting tells many stories, asking for the knowledge of the naturally-occurring master of the Huang Dynasty. Expressing feelings with words can also be a way of communicating to a clumsy child for treatment.

With this thought, Min-ho's eyes widened.

It was not just a skewed picture that a 5-year-old typically had to draw. The room was richly portrayed with pencils only. Big beds, tables, window views. Even though Minho's current image was the same, it was too high to keep up.

“You draw well. ”

The child who was not at all proud of Minho's praise opened his mouth after finishing the window curtain.

“You got it?”

“Huh?"

Min-ho, who was questioning the child's question, looked through the briefcase just in case. Inside the zipper on the back of the compartment of the briefcase was a heavy feel item.

12 colored pencil sets.

“This?”

The child's face brightened. The child picked up the colored pencil and began to draw an overlay on the drawing paper.

In the child's mind, the embodiment is the key to reading emotions. If you draw a big picture, you are confident. If you draw on one side, you are intimidated.

However, the child's painting was too objective.

How am I supposed to help you? ’

Minho had no choice but to take a closer look at the child's painting as it was not a game to tip him for hints.

A small, blue-colored person looked like a child, and a large, red-shaped person on the other side.

The way the landscape of the room was overlaid with the appearance of the two people sitting on the table was not enough to determine whether he was an art genius or a mental illness.

“Who is this? ”

The child raised his head. And I said,

“No.”

“Then who is it? ”

“He's right next to you. ”

My heart thumped. Minho glanced away with the expression, "You were really funny." Naturally, there was no one next door.

“Now it's over your head. ”

His gaze was toward the air, not Minho. Minho slowly raised his head as he felt a chill emanating from his back trunk.

I don't have it!

Minho thought, "This is a sign."

“Who's on top of me? ”

“Someone to help me. ”

“Need some help?”

“Yes, I do. ”

The child nodded alone who he was talking to.

‘If you can't distinguish between fiction and reality, there is a real possibility of mental illness. ’

It was a time when research related to schizophrenia would not have been as systematic as it is now, postponed by the prominent surroundings of old objects.

While she expected that it would not be easy to do anything to help, Minho gave her a new piece of paper.

“Can you draw me a picture of the person on my head? ”

“Yes, I gave you a colored pencil, so I'll draw it for you. ”

The child stared into the air and began to draw someone's face. Minho spent time watching the form of a gradually completing person.

Knock, knock.

The doctor who guided Minho pushed his face out the door.

“Are you done?”

After looking at the painting, it's already been 30 minutes.

“Please wait a moment. ”

The description of the face is not yet finished.

The doctor said.

“The chief thinks we should consider medication or electrical therapy. You said it's already in use in the United States. ”

“That's ……. ”

Rare cases of schizophrenia occur in children like this. Moreover, in this era where clinical outcomes would be lacking, there would only be a treatment that would be too irritating for children. Psychotropic drugs that may have serious side effects should be refrained from use.

Minho saw this knowledge clearly emerging and guessed that the end of the mission was near today. And I made sure to tell the doctor.

“You should exclude the medication until it becomes more severe. Her symptoms can only be overcome by sharing psychosocial care with her parents and others around her. Son of a bitch, it caused more trauma...”

It was then.

Grass.

The child who was painting fell down and began to flutter. Turns out it was never a epileptic nervous system disease.

“I'm cold! Go away! I said no!”

If I'm being clear, that's more like a delusion. Minho approached the child, found a picture on the table, and stood still.

‘Why is my face……. ’

In the drawing of Minho's face, there was also an explicit text with the words' someone to help. '

“Nurse Kim, sedative! Hurry up!"

The doctor grabbed the child's arm.

“Stone Air Force! Wake up! ”

Minho heard the child's name and flinched.

“Is that her name? The Hwang Seok is me... ”

At that moment, Min-ho felt her body swell. I think of the air as if my soul had been separated from my body. The Ph.D. who knew Minho was a goldsmith moved even after Minho left his body.

“Doctor, I think we should start the medication. I can't watch the stonemason get any more sick. ”

I can't unravel Professor Hwang like this! ’

Minho heard the voice of someone whispering in his ear in a dazzling mind.

The past cannot be changed. I don't regret it.

‘Professor Hwang……. ’

Free to use these glasses. But if you run into someone like me, look back for once.

Minho's consciousness has gone to the other side.

* * *

Min-ho woke up from her bed and was unable to speak for a while.

If the memories of the past are true, it means that Professor Hwang has been living with a mental illness. He became a prominent professor who overcame trauma and left a trail in the clinical psychology system despite extreme treatment.

‘Efforts are different. ’

When Minho realized how much effort the owner had to put in to make an intermediate item, he was respectful in his heart. You have to have something more than just enough love and use it to get other items of different grades.

“I'll write well, Professor Hwang. ”

Minho muttered as he looked at the glasses with an anticipated look. It was not bad if knowledge related to psychiatry flourished like in a dream.

"Wear it!"

Immediately after wearing the glasses, Min-ho felt dizzy for a while because the water pressure did not fit. I turned my head and snored as I looked away from the nearest one, and my eyes stayed on his bed.

It's not even sunrise yet. The room was blurry, but it looked as clear as Garam's face.

"Phew."

However, the problem was that it was a face in the painting that seemed to be painted with pastel tones. I lowered my glasses slightly and saw that it was my original face.

Having visions of people as they are pictured. But this was never a problem with mental illness, like in a dream.

Painting began as the pencil flickered over the face of a parakeet who had become a character in a fairy tale country. After applying clean green makeup, it looks like a bear in the forest is lying down.

Minho, who was smiling, muttered.

“But what does it do? ”

I thought of a kind description written in colored pencils on the drawing paper that scared me to the end.

Stable and comfortable.

Huh?

When the alarm clock on Garam's head reached 6 o'clock, it rang out, "Follow me." A startled stubble arose.

The color of the painting through the glasses turned to a calm gray.

Helplessness.

One yawn and a barefoot cradle knocked on the belly, resolving the commitment to morning exercises. The color behind the glasses was warm orange.

Vigorous.

"Wow! This is it. ’

The ability of Professor Hwang to spend a lifetime studying clinical diagnostic techniques related to mental illness was embedded in his glasses.

“Min-ho, you're up. Are you going to run today? ”

Minho was startled as an orange bear approached by a miracle.

“Sure. Let's go. ”

“Huh? What's with the glasses? ”

He tilted his head to see Minho wearing glasses.

“How does it look? Does it look good on you? ”

“Tega looks very expensive. Luxury goods? I'll try them on myself. ”

If I put these glasses on that big face, I was at risk of breaking the frame.

“Thasha!”

“Aah!”

His face turned red, and his "passion and pain" came to mind and disappeared.

“Don't even think about touching it because it doesn't fit your face. ”

Eight o'clock.

Minho got into the van to go to work.

“Good morning! ”

The ball manager, who always greeted him with a refreshing greeting, was the face of enthusiasm. Kim Cody, on the other hand, was a young expression along with "tension and anxiety."

“Huh? Siwan, are you not feeling well? ”

Kim Cody frowned as he grabbed the boat.

“I have enteritis. But it's worth it. ”

Minho looked at Kim Cody as if he didn't like him, and was startled to see the painting behind his glasses with a black color.

“Hey, you gonna be okay? ”

Kim Cody's face turned to dirt.

“Now, wait a minute. Do you mind if I use that bathroom? ”

“Go up and to the right. ”

Kim Cody jumped up to the lodge. The ball manager kicks his tongue at it.

“You need to take care of yourself. I just ate something delicious. ”

The ball manager turned around and was surprised to see Min-ho wearing glasses.

“What are those glasses? Minho, did your eyesight get worse? ”

“I just bought it for eye protection. ”

“Intelligence suits you well. ”

“You're welcome.”

The color of the praise ball manager continued to be "passion and enthusiasm." I felt so energetic just looking at my emotions.

Minho took off his glasses and thought it was a problem that the drain didn't fit. After more than a minute, fatigue was no joke. But you can't replace your glasses. I just have to use my abilities because they're fun.

Before Kim Cody came back, he shared some opinions about this week's schedule and talked about taking a laptop ad tomorrow.

“There are other models you've signed besides me? ”

“The boss over there really likes the quantity. Last week, I crashed a continent to shoot an amazing commercial. The boss refused to sign a contract, but decided to use the actress as a member of KG Enters. ”

“Sort of like a deal, huh? ”

“It's a sign that Minho's stock price is going up every day. It's negative that they don't use it either. However, Fei is more favorable for Minho. ”

The ball manager handed out the data that was drawn this morning.

“It's a bit of a parody of popular movies these days. ”

Minho scratched his glabella while looking at the CF continent called 'Queensman’. There was no continent of smart laptops used by smart professional gamers in the first place, and this was a full-action blockbuster.

“Mr. Minho reviewed it and said you can refuse if you don't want to. ”

“It's a big deal. And the spy act? ”

Minho tapped the ring in his pocket and said.

“It might be possible with extreme tones. By the way, do you have a female lead? ”

“I was going to set it up before the afternoon advertising meeting, but I heard that Osora is very powerful. ”

“Oh, a cow? ”

* * *

The entrance to the headquarters of the PS group was disoriented by the appearance of a handsome foreigner known as a foreign football player.

“Eek! Min-woo! ”

“This way! This way! Sign it, please! ”

The guards who stopped the girls' fans jumped to the front of the company to greet Park Min-woo.

Park Min-woo frowned, looking at the sides of the car.

“Quite noisy. You said you wanted to sign in quietly. ”

Park Min-woo said, and Ji Young-chul, who was in front of the executive squad, smiled beautifully.

“I'm sorry about this. I asked the PR to keep it that way, in case the contract leaked out. ”

“It's not funny this way. ”

“Feel free to let me take care of you. ”

Ji Commerce's hand was towards the building.

“Come this way, Park Min-woo. ”

Near the center of the PS building with a sleek exterior.

Minho stands in front of a large window with a clear view from the bottom. Looking down at the noisy entrance, he fixed his gaze on a footballer who was surrounded by executives.

A great midfielder in the Premier League. I was chosen as an advertising model to promote my new laptop and was told I would be taking it with me.

"CF with a lot of action scenes, so did you hire an athlete? ’

Minho lifted the tip of his glasses.

Park Min-woo's feelings of disappearing into the building, ignoring the cheering fans, were "flattery and arrogance."

“Min-ho, what are you doing? ”

You hear Oshora's voice behind your back.

Minho turned his head to a meeting room where the PR and sales executives were busy moving. Osora, who was sitting on the other side, was anxious... .

“Lookouts.”

“Oh my God, come sit over here quickly. ”

Oshora, anxious for Minho's attitude, said that it had nothing to do with the heavy atmosphere in the meeting room.

Minho sat next to Oshora.

“What are you so nervous about? ”

“Don't you look nervous? It's the first major. ”

“I'm the first crazy person. ”

“Ugh!”

As soon as she sat down, Minho laughed as she saw the anxious color of Oshora fading slightly. Ethan's letters, "Anxiety," have almost disappeared and changed to "Stability."