As I walked, I pulled my folder out and turned to my forth patients' file.
——————————————————— -- Name : Trey Clover
-- Age: 26
-- Disorders: OCD, Insomnia, Haphephobia, mild Obsessive Love Disorder.
-- Patient was admitted to the asylum by his father, he seemed to be panicked when his father grabbed or touched him in any way and was eager to get away from him. According his father, Trey has killed people with poisoned deserts for, 'touching what was his.'
-- Warnings: Don't touch him until he is comfortable with you, if not, at all. Don't allow him to feed you. Report any suspicious behaviour as soon as possible. ——————————————————
I tilt my head, quickly pulling out my phone to look up what Haphephobia is. Hm... 'The irrational fear of being touched.' Okay, I don't really touch my patients much anyway, I can work around that.
I scan my keycard to open the door, and step in. I'm met with the sight of a man with dark green hair and tired yellow eyes behind glasses, sitting on his bed across from me. He regards me cautiously.
"Hello Trey. I'm Yuu, I'm going to be your doctor from now on." I say simply.
His eyes seemed to widen at the words, 'new doctor'. A wide smile spread across his face and he sighed softly.
"Thank the Sevens..." Trey whispered, running a hand through his hair. "Well, it's lovely to meet you, doctor." His voice sounded raspy, as if he just woke up.
I walk closer, stopping about a meter away. "Don't worry, I won't get any closer." My voice came out as reassuring as I could manage. Trey smiled gratefully and nodded at me.
"Now, if you don't mind answering, I saw in your file that... Hm" I think over how to word my question without potentially triggering anything. "I saw that you're very possessive over what you consider to be yours. Could I ask, why is that?"
Trey smirked, looking down into his lap. "Hah... You see, some people get a bit too comfortable, y'know? He chuckled under his breath, he glanced up, looking me in the eyes. "They think they can just... take what they want without consequences."
"I was just protecting my property"
"Well, I suppose protecting your things is reasonable, but... But killing the people who tried to take them?" I stared back at Trey as I spoke, he didn't seem bothered with my words. In fact, his expression stayed the same.
"Mhm, it was the only was to keep them."
I hummed and took a mental note. Don't touch his stuff.
"Ah, how about I ask you a question now?" Trey asked with smile.
I thought for a second. Letting him ask wouldn't hurt, right? It might help him feel more comfortable.
"Alright, go ahead." My voice cracks lightly, exposing my nervousness.
He chuckles softly, before adjusting his glasses. "... Do you like sweets? Like, desserts and stuff?" Trey responded, sounding genuinely curious.
I thought for a second. "I do, actually. I love sweets." / "I guess so, but not if big amounts." / "Eh, they're not really my thing."
"Huh, that's good to know"
A few seconds of awkward silence passed, before the familiar beep of my alarm sounded.
"Oh, Trey, I have to go now. It was lovely meeting you." I say with a smile, shutting off my alarm.
"Mm. Same to you." Trey responded with a hum.
I turned on my heel and left the room after waving goodbye.
Off to the next one. ———————————————————
Trey's P.O.V
As I watched my new doctor leave, I could feel my chest flutter with excitement. They had been so nice, so considerate... unlike Aren. They had been so touchy... Eugh.
They make me sick just thinking about that.
But... Yuu... Yuu is so..
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