Tokyo Revengers Asylum

ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ 008

'Ah, I was right about him being my next one.'

Name: Baji Keisuke
Age: 22
Sex: Male

'Basically all my patients are dudes... not that I'm complaining though.'

Status: SS

Oh fun. Danger time.

Illness(s): Impulsivity, IED, Aichmophobia, Insomnia, Bipolar Anxiety
Warning(s): Possessive and or violent.

Fucking great. You know this man's dangerous to you and probably himself, and there weren't a lot of warnings to go off of. But there was another column that wasn't on anybody else's file.

Past doctorate info: Didn't take a liking to most. Had to switch out every few weeks because of quitting, severe injuries, and other circumstances.

'So he's had quite a few docs hasn't he.. welp I won't be the one to quit!' You smiled and started toward his cell. This time you didn't wander around and find yourself at the cell so you wondered if your little automatic system was broken or off track or something. Eventually you found it, but there was a sort of overwhelming feeling from just being outside the door. Your heart rate started to go up out of pure adrenaline and anticipation. You reached out to grab the shiny metal handle but hesitated. "Hehehehe... i'm scared." You whispered with a worried smile spread on your face. You breathed for a moment and began to brave the scary unknown as you grabbed the handle with confidence and slipped inside. It was dark, and the air was enough to almost crush you.

"What....? Did they give me another toy to break?"

An alarm of fear and other feelings that were hard to name went off in your body. First off that was a voice, second was about the fact that he called you a toy. You were not in fact a toy, you were going to be the exact opposite of that. Right?

"Hello! I'm Dr. Y/n! I bet you know why I'm in here hehe." You hugged your board and felt your heart hit it cause it was beating really fast. Hopefully he couldn't smell fear. "Maybe. I don't know." As he got closer, another set of feelings went off, but you calmed yourself. He had pretty long black hair, and bronze eyes that pierced your soul like a terrifying death arrow to a vital point. "Well, I'm here to talk to you." You smiled and before you could look down again, you felt a hand creep up your neck. "Well I don't exactly want to talk to you." His hand trailed up your neck until he completely wrapped his hand around your neck. And lemme tell you right now, he had a death grip.

Staying still was the only thing that your brain told you to do, so you listened. In a brief moment, you took note of what he was wearing. It seemed to be a straight jacket, but the buckles were busted, he tore the closed sleeves so he had access to his hands, and in other places where he wanted. With his hold on your neck, he pushed you back to the wall. "All I have is a few questions for you, sir." You put on a strained grin, as it was getting harder to breathe. He made a soft, but annoyed sound, and narrowed his eyes at you. "Lemme ask you one thing before." His deep voice rumbled in your ear, as he moved his head to be by yours. "Is it the same ones that they've all asked?" Baji's tone was angry to you, but it also had an element of boredom to it. "You mean colors and animals?" You snaked your hand up and grabbed his to tell him he was gripping you too tight. "Yes or fucking no." He pushed you into the wall harder and you coughed from the impact. "Y-yep I guess.." This man needed to let go like now.

He clicked his tongue. "Dark blue and cats." You didn't know if it was your imagination, but it felt like he loosened up a bit, but he raised his other arm up and boxed you in. 'Aw shit.. This ones gonna be hard to get out of...' "O-okk.. Thank you- for- that-" He noticed that you were struggling, so instead of releasing his hold on you, he smirked, flashing his canines at you. As he did this, his hair fell onto his eyes slightly. Quite a sadistic one this. You didn't know what to do because he answered what you wanted to know, he was restricting your air supply, he was liking your suffering, and you didn't have anything else to ask this tall man. You thought about hiding your pain, and that seemed to work in your head if you did it so you did. You put on a gentle smile, and patted his hand. He stopped when you did that. He blinked. "Would you have anything else you would want to tell me?" His pale face was shocked at your actions, and his shock quickly turned into interest, and he grinned. "I wanna see Chifuyu. They set us apart and I fucking bet he's going fucking insane." He barked, strengthened his grip tenfold for a brief moment, but went back to the level of strength he had before.

You didn't know whether to tell him about Chifuyu, there wasn't any warnings about not telling him, so you said fuck it. In your head of course. "He's alright! I saw him before this!" You smiled warmly and he turned crazed, worried, and relieved eyes to you. "...You're not lying to me?" He whispered and you shook your head. He then clicked his tongue after a very quick moment of showing you vulnerability, and pushed you away harshly. "Whatever. He needs to deal with his own crap." He put his hands in his pockets and walked to the far end of the cell. "O-ok! Well I'll see you next week ok?" You hid your shaky hands and placed one on the handle. He didn't say anything and looked up to the tall ceiling. You didn't think you were gonna get another response from him, so you opted to just leave him alone.

"Oi." He turned and looked over his shoulder.

You stopped abruptly in your tracks and whipped around. "Yes?" Your voice sounded kind of strained and you prayed that he didn't hear that. "Watch your ass when you're with everyone up from me. They won't be as nice." Smirking, he raised his hand up, and his hair fell over his shoulder. "Noted!" You grinned with all the joy you could possibly muster. You waved and slipped out once more. As the door slid and clicked shut, signaling that it locked again, you collapsed in a coughing fit.

You put a hand to your neck, and the pain seemed to be a continuous spike running in the same direction Baji held you in. "That... was ... him being nice....?" You spat out between coughs and breaths. It was almost as if you were breathing in fire and exhaling dust as you tried to get a sip of oxygen. You then heard footsteps coming your way, but that was one of your least cared for problems at the moment. Your position outside the door would make anyone get worried and run over to you asking if you were ok, but not this person. As this person was familiar with you and your odd tendencies. "Huh..? Heh, I warned you about this didn't I?" You glanced up through your hair at the person whom you identified as Dr. S.