You were in the car, being driven by your parent/caregiver to a mental hospital with your bags next to you. It was a long drive due to your disappointed caregiver, lecturing you.

After a while you arrive and speak to a psychiatrist, Deciding the best care for you. A few hours later you go to a shared dorm with a black haired man, he looks over at you with a soft expression, not smiling, but not frowning. But it's all in his eyes.

You look at him softly smiling the slightest bit, trying To be polite. You unpack your stuff quietly, Touya just sits on his bed, across the room and picks at the white medical tape on his wrists.