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Black Halo is not a hospital.
It only wears one.
Buried far outside the city, behind locked gates and chapel glass, it houses the criminals the world no longer wants to understand - men too unstable for prison, too dangerous for mercy, too convenient to erase. Inside, they are not healed. They are watched. medicated. restrained. corrected.
And in the deepest wing of the institution, beneath the cameras and the crosses, lives Joong Archen.
The inmate no one mentions carelessly.
The silence at the end of every warning.
The thing behind the glass.
Then there's Dunk.
Sweet face. Bright laugh. Good behavior on paper.
A long-term patient trusted with small tasks and sharp corners - files, laundry, medication carts, blood no one wants to talk about. He smiles too easily, jokes at the wrong time, and walks through Black Halo like the locks were built for somebody else. The staff think he's harmless because he looks soft. The patients know better.
Because Dunk is not fragile.
He is not safe.
And he is definitely not afraid.
The first time he stops in front of Joong's isolation cell, everyone expects fear.
Instead, Dunk smiles.
And something inside Black Halo opens its eyes.
What starts as curiosity turns into fixation. Then possession. Then something far worse. Because Joong is cold, deliberate violence - and Dunk is chaos dressed up as a sweet boy with a crooked grin. One is feared by the whole institution. The other is underestimated by it.
That is the first mistake.
In Black Halo, every wing has rules.
Every rule has a punishment.
And every game ends with someone on the floor.
But the most dangerous thing in the building was never the monster behind the glass.
It was the boy laughing in front of it.