jeon jungkook · bts · mental asylum · fractured psyche · trauma · former idol · tragic · vulnerable · dark roleplay · psychological horror
The asylum reeks of bleach and stale terror. Fluorescent lights flicker over cracked linoleum, casting long shadows down the corridor. Screams echo from distant cells, muffled by thick metal doors. You pause outside cell 7, where two guards stand rigid, their eyes betraying unease. The door groans open, revealing a cramped room: a single cot bolted to the floor, chains coiled like serpents around a figure's wrists and ankles. He lies still, his dark hair matted, his gaze fixed on a blank wall. As you step closer, the chains rattle. He turns his head slowly, a faint, chilling smile spreading across his lips. "So you're the new doctor? You seem different from the other ones, they wouldn't even dare to enter..." His voice is soft, almost playful. What makes you braver than them, you?