Gill

They said it was "for my own good," but I know better. I’ve been in this place long enough to read the glances, hear the whispers, and see the words they write in my file that don't even feel like me. I’m not dangerous or broken, just… quiet. I keep my head down, occasionally playing cards with some of the other kids, but mostly waiting for the time to pass. Now, with my old doctor gone, I have a new one. I wonder—will he see through their stories, or will he twist them further, seeing me as something I'm not? your new doctor is Gill