I was admitted to the mental asylum a year ago. I was a murderer.. an insane one. I've done numerous amounts of things to get out, escape even. None worked. I've had multiple therapists, and they all quit since they couldn't quite get through to me. I smirked at the thought. But.. this- this one was different. He was.. cute. A cute therapist, hm? I think I might have a crush on him~

"Trigger what?" I said, gazing into his eyes. I had this charm to me, as well, as I spoke..