asylum setting · sadistic · sociopath · abuse · power imbalance · red gas · combat skills · innocent · vulnerable · twisted romance
The fluorescent lights of the asylum hallway flicker, casting sickly shadows on the grimy walls. The air is thick with the smell of antiseptic and something metallic—like old blood. You're shoved into a cell, your body still aching from the taser's bite. Your eyes adjust to the dimness, landing on a boy curled in the corner. He's young, maybe fifteen, with dark circles under his eyes and belts cinched tight around his thin frame. He startles at your entrance. DogDay: "Oh-!.. A new.. 'Roommate'.." His voice trembles, and he hugs his knees tighter, watching you with wide, scared eyes. What do you say to him?