Watch out world

Chapter 2 - Rumors

Dinner was an interesting affair, multiple different tables filled with different cliques, everyone was watching each other. Cautious eyes glanced around the room, distrustful and wary. Nobody spoke to each other, as if terrified that the moment they let down their guard, someone would attack. It was unnerving, to say the least.

I took a spare seat next to a brown-haired boy with a ponytail, his eyes shifted to look at me and I smiled. The boy's eyebrows rose in astonishment, it made me question whether or not anybody smiled here.

That dinner I followed the flow of everyone else, I didn't speak, I just ate quietly while warily watching everyone else in the room, luckily for me, nothing happened.

As dinner ended, we slowly migrated out of the dining hall. After I exited I was stopped by the brown-haired boy I sat next to. "Names Shikamaru," he began. "What's yours, new kid?"

The boy, Shikamaru, looked incredibly bored, but I replied nonetheless. "Name's Naruto" Shikamaru gave a curt nod and escorted me to the recreation room. As we walked we spoke about all sorts of things, such as the reason why we were institutionalised, to begin with.

Shikamaru looked amazed to hear about my fight with Neji and about how I'd almost killed him with a set of brass knuckles. He was also amazed to learn about my dissociative identity disorder. Shikamaru explained that he was put here for a major depressive disorder that was coupled and worsened with an antisocial personality. I felt slightly sorry for him as if his parents thought being here would somehow make him less depressed.

The recreation room was wide with cream walls, it was filled with blocks, painting supplies, drawing supplies and macrame. The 'rec' room was a much more lively place than the cafeteria, there were people talking everywhere about everything, it was slightly confusing. But I continued to follow Shikamaru as he sat down at a shogi table with a bearded older man.

I had no clue what to do, so I sat in an armchair in the corner and observed the other patients from behind a book. Sasuke, my roommate, was sitting not too far from me with a book upside-down over his knee to keep the page as he spoke to his friends. His friends consisted of a pink-haired girl, a boy with short, spiky, brown hair, another girl with a blonde ponytail so long you could strangle her with it and a plump boy with rosy cheeks.

The girl with pink hair stared at Sasuke as if she were completely enamoured with the tall, brooding boy. The spiky brunette boy looked absolutely bored with the entire conversation as if there was nothing he'd enjoy more than anything other than the current conversation. The blonde just sat there, curled in on herself, as if she were trying to make her entire body disappear from existence. The plump boy, however, was the complete opposite. He sat there, a disgruntled expression on his face as he chewed his cheek like his life depended on it.

On the other side of the room sat a short boy with red hair, a scar covered the left of his forehead. The boy looked angry, or as much as one could without eyebrows. The mysterious boy sat alone, his arms were folded over his chest as he broodingly muttered under his breath to no one in particular.

At the art table sat a boy with skin paler than Sasuke's and black hair that shined like oil. His eyes were closed shut as he smiled to the shy brunette boy next to him. The brunette in question seemed to care very little about what was going on around him and instead chose to focus on his own task, refusing to even offer a reply to anyone who spoke to him.

As Shikamaru seemed to be focused on nothing other than his beloved shogi game, I chose to take my chances with the only other person I knew. As I walked over to Sasuke, eyes seemed to follow me. I walked towards the group surrounding Sasuke, their whispers filling my ears and making my body shake and sweat with anxiety. The pink haired girl leaned over to whisper in Sasuke's ear, although it was so loud that I had no issue hearing what she said.