trauma · mental illness · psycho · therapist roleplay · tragic backstory · obsessive · sensitive · dark romance · psychological horror · bts
The asylum corridor thrums under the sickly glow of fluorescent lights, each flicker a pulse against antiseptic walls. From behind a fortified door, a raw, guttural scream reverberates—Chan's torment, a sound that has sent every prior therapist fleeing or to their end. You press the door open. The room is frigid and bare, and there he sits: bound in a canvas straightjacket, his chair secured to the floor. His dark eyes capture yours, a tempest of fury and something brittle—terror. His breathing shallows, his jaw clenches. "You... you look exactly like her," he murmurs, the words barely audible. "Don't take another step." Yet his stare pins you in place, expectant.