-Why do I have to go, Mr. Lee? It's a stupid camp full of stupid kids. What kind of name is "The Happy Camp" anyways?
Taehyung was in the backseat of Mr. Lee's car, his bags besides him. Mr. Lee, his psychologist and adoptive father, forced him to pack his bags and get in the car to spend two months of his life in a camp full of kids with mental disorders. He hated that label, "mental disorders", it just made him feel inferior to the rest of the people. He was just like everybody else, a kid with a life and a dream. He was going to school, he was able to read and write, he was able to do everything a normal person would do, the only difference between him and the next guy is that he hears voices. He couldn't help but scoff at the though of someone else acting like he's gonna kill them that second.
-It's gonna be a fun experience, Taehyung. You're gonna make new friends. Maybe meet some kids with the same disorder as yours.
Taehyung glared at Mr. Lee, and he couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine the moment Taehyung started glaring at him.
-Sorry. The same superpower as yours. My bad, sorry.
When they arrived, Taehyung couldn't help but notice all the kids who were either too gloomy for his mood or too happy for his mood. They were all being dropped off by their parents.
Stupid parents. Who needs them, right Taehyung?
Taehyung turned his head in all directions, but he couldn't find the source of the new voice.
Don't bother, you'll never find me.
-Mr. Lee, do you have my pills?
-Right here, son.
The younger one opened the door to the car, looking for the water bottle he dropped on the way here. When he found it, he took the pill that would make the new voice in his head disappear. He sure hated the new voices. They were always full of hate.
-Excuse me! Is that candy? Can I have some, please?
Taehyung turned around only to bump into a kid much taller then he ever expected. He had a stuffed pink bunny in his hands and the biggest doe eyes Taehyung had ever seen.
-Sorry kid, these are my pills. No candy for you today.
-Pills? Jungkook was taking pills to try and put me to sleep everyday. Are those the same? Are you trying to put someone to sleep too?
-Uhh...
Taehyung was speechless. Pills to put someone to sleep? Sleeping pills? Or something else? And who the fuck is Jungkook? He looked for Mr. Lee but he wasn't anywhere in sight. He was panicking now. What if this kid jumped him this instant and all the time he was holding the stuffed bunny he was actually holding a knife? What if it's his mind playing tricks again? Did he take the right pill?
-Kookie! Leave the poor boy alone! Here, I got you some candy!
-JoJo!
The doe eyed boy ran to this JoJo instantly. Taehyung could finally breath properly, he now knew he took the right pill.
-I hope he didn't bother you, he gets like this every time there are new people around.
-He was just about to give me an anxiety attack, but he didn't so that's great.
Taehyung chuckled, making the boy in front of him smile too.
-Tell me about it. By the way, I'm Kim Namjoon! This is Jeon Jungkook. I haven't seen you around, is this your first year?
-Kim Taehyung. And yeah, this is my first year here.
-Well then, I'm happy to be the first one to tell you welcome to "Camp Of The Doomed"!
Taehyung raised an eyebrow, but right when he was about to ask why did he call it like that, Mr. Lee appeared by his side.
-Well Taehyung, I see you're making friends. Do they have the same superpower as you?
Taehyung groaned and turned around, slamming his head on the car gently.
-I don't know Mr. Lee, I haven't asked.
-Superpower?
Namjoon asked, looking confused at the man who Taehyung called Mr. Lee.
-Mental disorder.
Answered Taehyung, turning back around and taking his bags from the ground.
-He wants to know if you have schizophrenia.
Namjoon looked stunned for a second, but quickly put a smile on his lips and shook his head.
-I have Anxiety disorder. And Jungkook has DPD. Actually, Taehyung, you may be our first person with schizophrenia.
Taehyung rolled his eyes, took his room keys from Mr. Lee and bid him good-bye. On the way to his room, him and Namjoon talked about the camp while Jungkook was running around them, playing superhero.
-I'm really curious who is your roommate.
Namjoon said, opening the door for Taehyung who had bags in both his hands.
-Roommate?
-NAMJOON!
Namjoon was tackled down by a boy with red hair, followed by Jungkook who kept on laughing.
-Oh my God, Hoseok, get off of me! I can't breath and I'm panicking!
The boy, who Taehyung found out was named Hoseok, quickly stood up on his feet, helping Namjoon up as well.
-Are you my roommate this year? Are you? Are you? Are you?
-Tae Hobi roommates!
Said Jungkook while laughing cutely.
-Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there! I'm Jung Hoseok, I have ADHD. What's your disorder?
There it is. That label again. Taehyung couldn't help b