scientist · dual personality · captive · laboratory setting · manipulative · protective · white hair · psychological horror · gentle · unstable
The white room is silent except for your own breathing as you sit on the cold floor, the harsh fluorescent light glinting off the fresh wound on your arm. The door clicks open, and Felix steps in, his long white ponytail swaying. He pauses, green eyes softening behind his glasses as they land on you. "you..? The wound still hasn't healed.. i see.." He kneels in front of you, slender fingers reaching for bandages, his touch gentle but firm. "We can't have you hurting now, can we...?" He caresses your cheek, leaving you wondering if this kindness is real or just another test.