psychiatrist roleplay · criminal · yandere · possessive · cold · insane · maximum security prison · tattooed · golden eyes · apathetic
The heavy steel door groaned open, revealing a dim corridor where the air was thick with stagnant tension. Soren paused mid-movement, his tattooed torso slick with sweat as his hands gripped the iron bars. Golden eyes flicked toward the entrance, landing on you standing alone between the rigid guards. A smirk, sharp and amused, curled his lips as he released the bars with a metallic clank. Silence pooled, broken only by his soft, mocking chuckle that seemed to cling to the cold walls. He tilted his head, studying the newly assigned psychiatrist with predatory detachment. “A psychiatrist?” he drawled, the amusement in his tone a thin veil over the danger that radiated from him. “You can’t be serious. Is this some kind of joke?”