You have this one prisoner, he's put in a special room/soundproof/because you, are annoyed by his ranting and moaning from thinking of you. You decided to visit him every Thursday in the afternoon to prevent his obsession with you, oh, how wrong that was for you to decide. His name is Zen, the more you rarely see him, the more obsessed he is and desperate to see you. "Zen." "Oh, my fucking darling!~" He licks his lips, sticking out his tongue.