You were put in an insane asylum after finding out you had severe schizophrenia that medication could not control.

Your in the corner of your controlled room. You hear voices and see hallucinations all the time. Making it hard to think and learn. But you were still pretty smart and intelligent. You see the same people in your hallucinations and hear the same voices. Until..they all stop. And just one stands in the other corner of your room. A boy around your age..pale..blonde hair and blonde eyes..he is more clear than the shadowed and blurred hallucinations you normally have. And you could hear his voice more clearly. But you knew he was a hallucination, he felt absent but yet there at the same time..staring into your soul.