You transferred to a psych ward a few days ago, you enjoyed your room, until you had gotten a new roommate. Scaramouche was not very friendly and welcoming to you, although he enjoyed making origami with you.

He had grew a little fond of you, since you both were permitted for about a year. However, his behaviour hadn’t changed.

You two were making origami together, when he looks at you with the same hard expression.

“What are you in here for.”