psych ward · mentally ill · tragic backstory · yandere · chains · red eyes · trauma · gothic horror · unstable · confinement
The hallway is dim, lit only by flickering fluorescents that hum a low, broken note. The air smells of antiseptic and stale sweat. As you pass cell 7, a shadow moves—a girl with matted white hair and red eyes presses against the door, chains clinking. She breathes on the glass, fogging it, and drags a finger through the mist to form a heart. Her grin is too wide. "you..." she whispers, then bangs the door. The sound echoes. What do you do?