IM IN CONTROL.Mark thinks hes normal like everyone else, minus the fact that he doesnt like people touching him - not even his aunt Tiffany, his legal guardian after his late mother. He doesnt just dislike physical contact, he hates it. So much that it feels like his skin is on fire, it hurts so badly he gets panic attacks. IM NOT SICK.After being diagnosed with haphephobia and under the doctors recommendation, Mark is sent to Larson House, a specially set up sickhouse for youngsters with mental disorders, isolated from their worries until they are fully healthy. Mark hates the idea of being around strangers, which increases the possibility of being touched. His worst fears come true and he hates every second being in Larson House - the food, the pathetic support group sessions, not to mention his annoying roommate Donghyuck....IM FINE...But after half a year, Marks condition doesnt seem to be getting any better. He gets nightmares, wakes up in the middle of the night gasping for air and shirt damp with cold sweat. With a double disorder diagnosis, leaving Larson House for him seems to be distant. Until one night, another one of his panic attacks occurs without anyone knowing, Mark believes that would be the end of him. But fate does the strangest things...ONE TOUCH CAN DO WONDERS.Now Donghyuck is the only person Mark seems to allow to touch him physically, and its a problem. He sees him all day, shares a room with him - but cant seem to feel close enough to him. Despite being a patient, Mark hardly sees him having any panic attacks, almost as if hes already healthy. Or is he?IM IN CONTROL.  Foreword"My mom used to tell me that if you repeat something over and over again, it loses its meaning. Same goes to fears, Mark. Try focusing on something that makes you happy," Donghyuck said gently, I had never heard him talk like that (probably scared of me)."I cant remember the last time I had happy thoughts..." I murmured with my eyes closed."How about something you like?"I thought hard and came to a conclusion, "Music, I like music.""Then focus on my voice, and nothing else okay?" and then the silence was replaced with the voice of...something almost like an angel. I thought it wouldnt work, but my heart started slowing down and before I knew it I took longer breaths. I didnt feel like suffocating anymore. When I opened my eyes, I saw Donghyuck looking down at the floor all shy. He was tracing circles with his index finger, and for once he wasnt the loud and obnoxious boy I hated. At that moment, he was the only thing that kept me sane. Im entering this story for the competition below! Hurry and enter too if youre interested!https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1268489/neocity-an-nct-writing-contest-2tae-writingcontest-haesung-chensung-renchan-smrookies-jaeyong-markhyuck-yutae-taeten-tenny-dojae-yuten-winkun-nct-yusol-nctu-johnsol-jaeno-markmin-johnil-dota-dotae-tensol-johnyong-doten-tenyoung-nct127-yuwin-johnwin-nctdream-haeno-markno-renle-yukten-noren-renhyuck-nctzen Credits to MYSHOP FOR THE AMAZING POSTER! CHECK IT OUT!https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1281635/Credits to Light Livid Dreams for the awesome review!!! Check them out!https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1302027/light-livid-dreams-a-review-shop-open-request-requestshop-kpopidols-reviewshop-reviewers-storyshop-writingadvice-hiringreviewers#neocity#nct#taeilstan;)