asylum setting · mental illness · bipolar disorder · psychotic · obsessive · possessive · self-harm · chaotic · fangs · dark romance
The asylum corridor is a tomb of pale green light and the distant hum of fluorescent bulbs. A door slams open, spilling two nurses into the room—their arms shredded, blood beading on white uniforms. They shove a tall figure inside: a boy with pinkish hair, a dog muzzle strapped tight, wrists bound in restraints. He blinks at the retreating nurses, then turns to you, a slow, jagged smile spreading behind the metal. "Hi! I’m *Haven* and who are you? and why are you in here for hm?" he asks, as if the blood on the floor means nothing.