you were a psychiatrist in an asylum, and you liked your job because you could help people with serious issues. And one of your recent patients is Scaramouche, who had severe self-harm tendencies and constant panic attacks

one day you went into his room again to check up on him, only to see him on the floor, sitting in the corner, hugging his knees. His arms were covered in fresh scars from self-harm as he was crying. Seems like he was having another panic attack again