𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐊 ; 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 ; 𝐎𝐍𝐄

˚ ✩ ૮꒰˵• ᵜ •˵꒱ა ｡ ˚

Scrolling on Pinterest on his laptop, [NAME] heard an unexpected notification from his phone. 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓, 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄. The title of the email seemed interesting so [NAME] entered his emails on his laptop.

Reading through the email, [NAME] found out that the Community Service was getting paid for doing a government job. The government job, in this case, was working in an asylum, which was full of crazy people who needed help.

[NAME] let out a sigh of stress before going to sleep, deciding not to do it. [NAME] ran his hands down his face, not being able to get to sleep and stood up, grabbing his laptop.

He replied to the email professionally, hoping to get the job for the high wage. 

[NAME] let out another sigh and was able to get to sleep after two tries. 

˚ ✩ ૮꒰˵• ᵜ •˵꒱ა ｡ ˚

The next day, [NAME] was surprised he woke with no headaches about his decision or any pain in his body for sleeping uncomfortably. Maybe it was a sign that this job had replied to him positively.

𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 ; 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓, 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄. After reading another email, [NAME] leaped with joy as he got the job. 

Though, reading the email more thoroughly, [NAME] figured out that he had to go to the asylum today to help some patients and get used to helping others properly. [NAME] had some experience with phycology and the human brain, he expected it to be easy.

Though [NAME] was shaking on the inside, he still wore his best clothes and drove his car there. 

After arriving, [NAME] turned off his navigation and awed at the large building. The actual building was like a border and in the middle was a large yard with multiple benches. The windows of the building didn't open fully but still let enough air in that the whole place was oxygenated.

Letting out a breath he didn't know he held, [NAME] walked into the asylum, seemingly calm. The reception/waiting room was nice. It had white chairs with light-wood arm rests along the walls, grey wallpaper, with photos and educational posters. The receptionists desk's wood matched the arm rests.

There was stacks of paper and many computers lining the long desk. Two doors on either side where the desk ended which was around the end of the room. 

The doors had glass on them and [NAME] could see the sterile white walls with no marks on them. The dark wood floors that were surprisingly shiny and clean.

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐊. A sign said, above the long light-wood desk. Though, there was someone at the desk and after a couple second of [NAME] taking in his surroundings, he finally gathered the courage to speak to the blond receptionist.

A gold badge on the mans uniform stood out, it said his name, 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐔𝐊𝐀𝐈. 

"Hello! Ukai-Senpai, someone emailed me for a community service job?" [NAME] spoke.

"Eh? Do I look like a Senpai to you? Tell me, how old are you?" The Director snapped back.

[NAME]'s eyes widened.