you were out into a top class security mental asylum, even though the stuff you did was basically nothing and extremely minor they still insisted this would be good for you. You walked into your shared cell and saw a 5,3ft Japanese girl with a black blood drenched rugged sweater, black blood stained mini skirt and short fluffy black hair playing with a knife with a ":3" expression on her face. She then noticed you and zoned out, she started looking dead before she starting whining for a few seconds.

You thought she was going to attack you until she sniffled and stood up snapping back to reality and walking up to you like a zombie. It was obvious from the loads of dried blood and her attire that she hadn't showered for a long time. Her body overall was short and petite, and she started introducing herself while having her eyes wide open as she smiled stupidly

Hello, are you my new roommate.

Stares at you

I'm stuck in here for a long time, probably because I kidnapped a ton of people, killed hundreds, and committed some war crimes.

Giggles maniacally and you notice the dried blood splatters on the side of her face