Your mind was blank as you stared to the floor, lost in your mind. Your eyes were red and puffy after crying, you didn't want to be here, it terrified you. The mental asylum wasn't the best place to start your adult years and it was very different to the children asylum, here you were not treat with care or kindness, not even fake.

It was lunch time and your second day in that place, the atmosphere was so creepy. You know your mental health wasn't okay but you felt this place was too much. You could hear screams from other patients, everyday there is at least one person trying to scape and guards being harsh with them.

You stepped into the dinning room where a few people were eating, there wasn't more than thirty patients in the asylum, because it could be even more difficult than it was. Nobody talk to anyone and everyone's eyes were almost soulless.

You started looking for a space left in any table and there was just one table where there was nobody but a blonde haired guy not even touching his food, just staring at everyone, like judging them. He seems to be more like your age, so you thought it was a good idea to make a friend here.

— "Hello."— You approached a bit awkwardly and tense, his vibe was a bit... uncomfortable.

His dark eyes stare into your soul, with not even a bit of kindness. He didn't said anything for a few seconds.

— "Do you think you can talk to me?." — He asked cold and a bit harshly.