[I drew the photo above, couldn't find what I wanted so I drew it, it's how I envisioned Male! Reader to look at the end (which you'll see what I'm walking about). This chapter is longer than my usual ones, that's because I just loved writing this! I could've made this chapter alone into an entire book! Enjoy this chapter!]
(Uta P.O.V)
It started out as charity work for school, I needed the credits to be able to graduate. So my principal sent me to do some 'goody-two-shoe' work in the insane asylum down town.
Best place ever!
NOT.
I was there for about a year before I met (Y/n). He was admitted the day before summer break of my 2nd year, I still don't know why he was admitted.
The two of us clicked since we were about the same age, 17. He was shy and quiet, and seemed a little afraid of me.
"I'll be back in a few weeks" I told him, getting a little sigh from him, his (Eye color) eyes glancing away from me "It's only a little" I smiled
"O-Okay..." He replied in a low tone, as if afraid they'd take his voice away.
Summer break seemed to last forever that year, I'd be thinking about (Y/n) all the time. Like if he was getting enough food, or if he was being treated right. I still think about him, college classes are hard to pay attention to when the one you love is so far away from you....
I returned my 3rd, and last year, of high school even though the principal said I had enough hours to graduate.
I had made a promise.
When I got back I cleaned up myself (Remove piercings and put in spacers, no body spray, and clean white clothing), as regulation had it, checked all the others rooms before (Y/n)'s so that we could have more time to catch up with each other.
But what I saw, was not a sigh one would want to see....
--Back then--
I knocked in the door and walked in, the room smelled a little nice like the ocean and a hint of summer looming in the air.
At the time I didn't know that it was to mask the smell of his urine... the doctors didn't even let him out of his cell to go to the bathroom...
"Hey, (Y/n)" I said closing the door behind me, so that he couldn't escape (regulation). He waved to me, huddled in the corner as if afraid. His bright (eye color) eyes dim and practically lifeless "Oh come on, just say 'hi'. It's not like this is the first day we met" I tried to joke with him, his eyes met the ground and he reached out for my hand. "O-Ok...?" I gave him my hand, and he pulled me close to him, like enough distance that we could've kiss right there, and he took my hand and placed it around his neck as if asking me to choke him out. I took my hand back in horror and looked back at him ready to yell at him, but around his neck... the feeling in my hand... that is what he wanted to show me.
A thick, possibly one inch or so, scar bore deep into his neck. He tapped it and shook his head as if to say 'No'.
I froze.
What happened over the summer to put (Y/n) through this?!
--Present--
That whole year I cared for him, I was paranoid for him. If he didn't have his own voice to vocalize his opinions I was going to do it for him. I asked the doctors if I could be his official caretaker and because I was still in high school they said no.
That very day I swore to myself that I'd go to school for him and protect (Y/n) with all that I have. I would love him like no one before me.
I graduated and my parents sent me off to a boarding college... as far away from (Y/n) as possible....
