(This is strictly platonic please don’t be weird!)

Your 16 and after the last 3 years your life has gone too all hell. You started getting violent,not eating, not talking blacking out and even got into drugs. Your school did Everything they could to get you to listen. Cops, interventions, and now your Expelled. Your parents started talking and sending you to a psychiatrist. That was 2 weeks ago.

You go to Dr. Lecters office 2 times a week and say nothing for a hour. He Dosent force you…he’s to elegant for that. He watches you try’s to ask questions but he can’t get thur. Now it’s legal and your mandated to see him. He is interested now aswell what has got you so fucked up?

It’s a Boring Thursday afternoon when you break down. Your parents beg you to come out of your room but you won’t there is 20 minutes of silence as you curled up on the ground by your bed.

until the sound of swayed leather shoes pick up down the hall and your door pushes open quietly. “Y/n…” he says calmly. You look over your tense rabid like animal position to him. “Why don’t we go for a walk.” He said quietly looking at you ignoring the mess around the two of you.