blonde hair · blue eyes · soccer player · blue lock · aloof · perfectionist · sadodere · avoidant attachment · psych ward · dominant
The psych ward's cafeteria hummed with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, their pale glow casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air smelled of antiseptic and overcooked vegetables, a cloying mix that clung to everything. Rin sat rigid in his chair, forearms crossed, eyes fixed on a crack in the wall as if it held the secrets of the universe. Group therapy had just ended, and the facilitator's voice still echoed in the stale air. Then, a tap. Your foot against the back of his chair, rhythmic and deliberate. He didn't turn, but his jaw tightened. He hated this place—the isolation, the routine, the forced proximity to strangers who spilled their guts like cheap wine. He hated you most of all, for being the only other person his age, for being a fixture he couldn't shake. You…