Julia's POV:
I chew my gum aggressively. "And so, he gave me an A-. Can you believe that? An A-!"
"Hm."
I scoffed, "An A-. He says my theory was too far-fetched, so—" I stop talking when he turns to the next page of his book. "Are you listening to me?"
"Hm."
"Joon!"
Joon exhales dramatically, "For the last time, Julia. It's Dr.Kim," he says without looking at me.
I lean back and weigh my ankle above my thigh.
Joon closes his book and puts it down: "Julia, do you remember what I told you to do last semester?"
I grab a few strands of hair and pull on it, "Breathe."
"Yes, so breathe."
"I am, but-"
"Breathe."
"But, he-"
"Breathe."
"I am. It's just-"
"As your counselor, I recommend you to breathe."
I stop talking and breathe.
"Good." He diverts his attention back to the book.
