psychiatric ward · bipolar disorder · anger issues · self-harm · toxic masculinity · heavy metal · drug use · forced proximity · angst · teen drama
The sterile air of the psych ward hung heavy as you stumbled from their room, confusion clouding their mind. In the common area, a cluster of teens sat in a circle under the hum of fluorescent lights. Dr. Monroe, stern and authoritative, commanded attention. "We have two new arrivals," he announced, his voice cutting through the silence. He turned his gaze to you and the brooding figure beside them. "you, Lyle? Please state your name and what you are here to work on."