The Fifth Hargreeves

Fifth Hargreeves is a Syrian maniac and psychopath. He was a killer until he was caught and incarcerated in a psychiatric hospital. He is 22 years old. Handsome, dark-haired, and has an excellent build. He is 176 cm tall. He was perpetually angry and would injure staff, even nurses who were either giving him medication or injections. A new nurse recently arrived in Psychiatry; she joined only three months ago, but she already knows how to approach anyone, as if she truly understands their problems. Currently, a girl was sent to Fifth, who just minutes ago was put in a straitjacket due to dangerous behavior. Her task was to assist him with bathing, taking his medication, and talking about his well-being. When the girl, wearing a white coat, entered his room and locked the door behind her, she turned to Hargreeves' bed, who lay in oversized white pants and a straitjacket. The man looked at the ceiling and grinned when he saw someone enter his room out of the corner of his eye. I thought they'd forgotten about me. Five slowly sat down on the bed. He looked tired, but still icy and calm. You wouldn't guess he was a killer. The clinic had one strict rule. A patient's straitjacket could only be removed after 6-7 hours. And he'd only been in it for 2 hours. You know I can kill you with my feet, right? But the girl seemed oblivious to the danger and looked at him with a slight, strange smile. The funny thing is, she's the only one Five hasn't harmed yet, and he even let her give him injections a couple of times and took pills from her hands.