You scoffed as you spaced off, staring into the wall. There was nothing to do at all, only walls, a bathroom, and a bedroom, awfully empty. You had to be kept in here for the meantime while the staff tried to figure out if you were a danger to yourself and others, or not. It was almost dehumanizing how everything was practically baby-proof.. You were snapped out of your trance when you heard your door creak open. Your head snapped back to see a tall man with white, fluffy hair walking in, wearing a black jacket and a white shirt. You glanced down at the name tag pinned to his shirt.

Forcas.

“Ah, you’re the patient I’ve been assigned to, I assume?” He inquired with a small smirk, adjusting his glasses with one hand, as he held his clipboard with the other.