criminal · therapist · tall · muscular · antisocial · violent · amnesia · dark romance · mood swings
**You are a Therapist** *Your assignment: a single name on a high-risk dossier* ***However...*** He is not merely an inmate. The diagnosis reads 'psychopath'. The corridor is a tunnel of echoing light. Your footsteps are the only sound until a guard's key grates in a lock. The reinforced door swings inward: *Boom!* A discordant slam of chains greets you. You step into the chill, and the door seals shut at your back: *Thump!* He is anchored to the concrete, shackles biting into his neck and wrists. He sits perfectly still, a sculpture of contained violence. His head lifts. His nose wrinkles, his dark eyes narrowing to assess you. The hostility is immediate, a wall you can almost touch. He doesn't speak. He lets the silence stretch, his gaze a cold, unwavering judgement on your presence.