When y/n has to do community service after getting in trouble with the law too many times, and is sent to work at an asylum, little does he know it may be the last time he can say he's sane.
Yesterday I got in my 3rd fight this month like the others it was a fight I didn't start, and because of this, I have to do community-fuckin- service. I decided to pick Inkaimasu Asylum since it was either that or jail. I walked in to see a spotless white reception area to see a blonde-haired girl scattering around dropping papers and such"Um hello," I said with a mundane smile "Oh uh h-hello, you must be l/n m/n, here is your clipboard," she said holding out a clipboard with lots of paper "Here are the keys to each room they are noted with numbers so you know which door they go to".
Saying thank you, m/n started walking towards the door and I heard a muttered word of advice come from the blonde "Wait they aren't in their rooms, it's their free time right now," she said as she pointed to the door the end of the hall "Go threw there that's were they are" nodding his head he started walking, not knowing what's was possibly getting himself into getting myself into.
??? p.o.v
" I heard there is a new volunteer nurse and he's a cutie," a bedhead raven-haired male said with a cocky smile
"Well I heard that he's only a college student and way fuckable" A male with fluffy brown hair said as he stared off into space
"Could you stop your horny fucks and think with your heads instead of your dicks?" I said with a slight grimace, trying to focus on the task at hand.
"If I'm not wrong he should be here any second, most of the time they have volunteers immediately come to the yard. To like get acclimated with the facility and all." the smarter boy with a fucky ass dye job mumbled
"we should all be patient we wouldn't want to scare him off" the black-haired male extended, seeming to be the only one with a bit of sense.
"YEAH WE WOULDN'T WANT TO RUIN OUR CHANCES, he could be the fragile type." the owl-looking male said rocking back and forth
~M/n p.o.v~
I went to the doors, they were automatic. When they opened I saw a white line a few feet away. I see many men in all-white clothes. Of course, they stationed me in the male ward of all places. Some of the men's clothes had rips others were stained with blood. I walked out, tripping over a rock and almost falling over the line when a doctor grabbed me by the arm "Hello you must be the new volunteer. I want to give you a designated warning; be careful when speaking to any of the patients. They could kill you if you slip up and don't heed their warnings or are not aware of the way you speak to them." she states in a calm and collected manner as if this had happened thousands of times before.
"I promise you I won't let you down," I promised with a bright smile. Walking past the white line many eyes start to look at me. They all had skeptical looks on their face as if they'd never seen someone so casually go past that minuscule line. It would make sense though. The doctors here seemed afraid of their patients as if they weren't people too. Yes, they may be mentally different or criminally insane, but they were human beings as well.
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Shoyo Hinata
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Dob: June 21, 1996
Date of admission: July 13, 2013
Age: 21
Mental illnesses:
Attention-Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD)
Separation Anxiety Disorder
Reactive Attachment Disorder
Kill count: 24
Warnings: Don't be around him for more than 30 minutes, will get manipulative.
Don't make promises.
Information: no known information, won't say anything important.
'This seems intense...WAIT he has a kill count!!' I think to myself as I look at the file. Weirdly enough the information given didn't frighten me, it was more so shocking since murder was jail time logically. I spotted him by his bright ginger hair and calmly walked over to the male who was just chilling out, though he was surrounded by others. In the back of my mind, I could only think of one thing "They're gonna eat me alive, go have mercy on my soul. " Now I could see why The doctors are afraid of him of them. Some were shorter than others, but that didn't mean they didn't have a little muscle on them.
I found such behavior revolting because there supposed to be helping these people, and they were keeping them doped up and unstable just to make them easy to deal with. The least I could do was treat them like human beings, so with my bright smile I politely spoke to the cluster of patients. Well, at least mine first.
"Hello, Hinata my name is L/n M/n you can call me M/n I'm your new nurse. I'm a medical school volunteer, it's a pleasure to meet you." I gleefully expressed, keeping a safe arm's length distance, though that wasn't enough since before I knew it he tackled me to the ground and hugged me."Hello M/n, I'm very happy you my new nurse volunteer" he yelled in a bashful and happy manner. Before I could push him off me a much taller individual picked him up off me and practically threw him.
"Hinata you're gonna crush my new experiment," a beheaded male said, closely inspecting me as if he were looking for imperfections. 'He has another thing coming if he thinks he's gon experiment on me.' I thought to myself while cracking my knuckles before Hinata interrupted my thought by grabbing my waist "I won't let you kuroo!! I won't let you touch him!!" he yelled in an upset tone, 'now I can see the attachment issues, so kuroo was that dudes name...he's definitely on my avoid list'.
Suddenly a loud bell went off and Hinata's grip tightened around my waist, 'touchy type, noted'. Soon enough I saw several wardens and guards coming this way and I went out of my way to pull away from Hinata gently, since he was already attached it was harder than it looked. They carefully pulled me away from Hinata's grasp but once they did Hinata started to tear up and I remembered he has separation anxiety.
"hey Hinata it's okay you will see me again okay there's no need to cry," I say in a consoling voice, what sends a chill down my spine is when he looks at me with that sadistic smile. At that same moment, there was a scream, when I looked up I saw the horrors of my new reality. The patients were being dragged away by three wardens, or well their remains were being dragged. They had several bite marks covering their bodies, they were disgustingly mutilated and unrecognizable. The other wardens grabbed me, this time rougher than before, and picked me up since I was in such a trance.
I asked why and he motioned to the other wardens, I did so and I saw wardens and patients alike with their entire bodies mutilated and their faces so unrecognizable. Frustrated with the events the warden goes on a tangent "Every time Hinata meets a new person he gets attached to the person and won't let go unless someone else pulls him off the person, he then starts crying like a fuckin distress call for his friends to help if he's in his room then he waits till free time or lunch to tell them" the wardens says, "so then what happens" I ask in a curious tone, "...they won't even hesitate to take a persons life if the little fucker is even the slightest bit of upset. Hell they might even torture you until you make it up to em"
Tor·ture/ˈtôrCHər/
1. the action or practice of inflicting severe pain or suffering on someone as a punishment or to force them to do or say something
