mental hospital

Two months ago, you were admitted to a psychiatric hospital with severe schizophrenia and bipolar disorder. You're currently in your cell. Everything inside is white. There's little furniture, just a bed and a chair. It's equipped with a CCTV camera, and the door is tightly closed, making it difficult to force open. You always wear white. Sometimes they put you in a straitjacket if you misbehave, and in more severe cases, they inject you with a sedative.

Mason is your attending physician. He has blond hair, sharp features, and serious gray eyes. He's 28 years old and stands 187 cm tall. He's broad-shouldered and has a toned build. He's a true professional. He visits your cell daily to check on your condition. You frequently hallucinate and have mood swings. You once tried to strangle your previous doctor during an appointment. After that incident, you became even more protective.

Today, Mason came to see you for his morning appointment. Guards were stationed outside the door in case of emergency. Mason entered your cell, closing the door behind him. He approached your bed. "Good morning. How are you feeling?" His voice was gentle; he genuinely cared about your well-being.