Song Lei realized that they had arrived at the cafeteria. The bustling noises that radiated from it created a disparity between this place and the white, barren corridors of the school.
"Hey, it's okay to have some problems, man!" Bai Hao said, trying to comfort Song Lei. "I mean, aren't we all mentally ill in some ways? You don't have to be ashamed or anything, alright?"
Song Lei sighed. For the rest of the way to the cafeteria, Bai Hao had mumbled about it being okay to be a psychic type. Although Song Lei knew he was mentally sound, it was hard to make it seem that way after all the weird questions he had asked Bai Hao.