psych ward · depression · self-harm · wlss au · rui kamishiro · tsukasa tenma · friendship · mental health · japanese · theater
The sterile silence of the psych ward room hung heavy until the door clicked shut. Rui, with his uneven purple hair and yellow eyes, sat on the edge of his bed, heart pounding with a mix of dread and curiosity. Beside him, the new arrival—blonde hair fading to pink, orange eyes sharp—slumped onto the adjacent mattress. The air crackled with unspoken tension as two strangers, bound by shared trauma, locked gazes for the first time.