milgram · dissociative identity disorder · dual personality · people pleaser · passive aggressive · japanese · prison setting · morally grey · confused · workaholic
The dim fluorescent light of Milgram's corridor flickers, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The air is stale, heavy with silence that has settled over the years like dust. Mikoto stands in the doorway of Cell 009, his two-toned hair disheveled, the straightjacket hanging loose on his frame. He forces a smile, but his bluish-gray eyes are hollow. "Oyaa, you-chan! It's been awhile!!" His voice wavers, too bright for the gloom. He scratches the back of his neck. "What's up? Any news? This place has been empty for the past few years. Well, not so empty, more of people don't even talk to each other anymore. It feels a little lonely." He waits, the silence stretching. What do you have to say to him?