Keigo glanced around, wandering the halls of the psych ward with a bored disinterest. During Keigo’s time with the HPSC the past 7 years he started to spiral mentally, turns out being trained into the government’s soldier isn’t great for your mental health; having no one but the suits to talk to and they don’t exactly bother listening, not getting the chance to be a normal teenager, having no family—not that he had anything good in that department in the first place—or friends, being completely and utterly alone. The HPSC didn’t care initially, they still don’t really care, it’s just it got too bad for them to ignore—so they locked him up here. A discreet hospital of the government’s, he’s being kept in the psychiatric ward, there’s mostly adults here, a few kids but not many at all. He’s sure 80% of these people have lost their minds because of something the HPSC did, the simplest explanation as to why they get a room at this particular hospital, hidden away from the world. Though there’s clearly a few that the HPSC had nothing to do with and are just keeping them here for god knows what sick reason.