"W-what..?" You squeaked.
Lena sighed.
"Can you tell me why you are depressed, and why you want to kill yourself?" She asked, bluntly.

You gulped, looking awkwardly at your feet,
Tears brimming your eyes.

"I'm not gonna be mad, ok?"

You look around the room nervously.

"I want to help" she stared into your eyes, penetrating your soul.

"Everyone hates me.." you whispered, salty tears slowly sliding down your face.
"My family.. my workmates.. my "friends".. people who pass me in the street... everyone".

She exhaled sharply through her nose.
"I like you." She stated, calmly.
Making a bright red flush through your tear stained cheeks.
"W-what..?!" You panicked.

"I think.. I think you're kinda cute.." she said quietly, gradually leaning towards you, as she towered over your seated posture.
Lena stared into your eyes, her glowing red eyes mesmerising you, setting you to a trance like state.

Slowly, she cupped a warm hand around your tensed neck, continuously leaning forward.
Sweat beads started slowly sliding down your forehead, terrified, yet excited.
You had backed up all you could into the chair, nowhere to go.

You saw her eyelids very slowly shutting as she leaned in, her lips directed towards yours.

They met, making you squeak briefly beforehand.
Your body frozen, tense with anxiety. 
Though gradually, you melted into the kiss, putting your shaking arms around her.
Her propped up shirt collar briefly brushed off your neck and collarbone during the exchange.

As she slowly left you, her teeth softly tugged your bottom lip, before letting it go.
Her eyes filled with a new feeling, joy.

You took deep breaths, your heart beating through your chest, panting.

"W-wha.." you moaned.

She giggled, her eyes crinkling at the side.
A genuine laugh.
Genuine happiness.