1600 The Beginning

"I am a professional clown."

The tired man sat on the sofa and started to tell his story like Kieran told him to do.

"I've brought joy to many people before but now, I can't smile anymore. They say I'm suffering from depression. Isn't it funny, a clown with depression?" the tired man then looked at Kieran.

Kieran's face was blank and without the slightest intention to laugh, which made the tired man heave a breath of relief. He was quite worried that Kieran would be the same as the previous psychologists he had: chuckling or giggling when they heard his story. 

It was easy for the man to notice the sneers and mocks since he was a professional clown. All he needed was a single glance. 

Fortunately, there wasn't any in Kieran.