A huge grey building surrounded by a huge play ground with the ends having compounds with electric fence attached at the top, located in the middle of huge grass land in a semi rural area. And a female cop taking you inside.

You weren't putting up any resistance. No, more like you weren't moving your muscles at all. You had your head down , staring the ground with lifeless eyes, the cop seemed to be more worried about you going to prison than yourself.

Or maybe she was worried about putting such a fragile mind inside THAT prison.

'Well, after how all the male inmates killed themselves... I just can't help but worry' she thought to herself, her eyes occasionally glancing at you and the prison.



Your pov. I thought if I woke up this would be gone as a horrible dream,and I'd be spending time with mom or dad or playing video games, but it seems like I can't. Looks like this is the reality now...

But I can't just accept this!

Everything was just fine a day ago, the same old school, same old family, nothing was out of ordinary. Everything mundane, but alright.

only if I hadn't woke up that night...

Looks like I'm being put in a prison, well what else can I do? Even if I ran away ,where would I go? I bet that....Women is in that asshole's home ,wherever the hell that is...

And dad... right, he's dead... I killed him. He did nothing wrong to deserve it... Only if I had waited a bit. Maybe I should've spoke with him first, instead of...

Ahh! Dammit! Why am I stupid?

What should I do?

There is nothing left.

There is nothing I can do now.

"hey kid" the officer dragging me called out.

Gotta admit , her calling me almost felt like I was dragged back to living plane. I look up to her , as she said"we are here" with a pitiful look.

3rd person pov.

".....oh" that's all you say, and when you finally came to your senses you noticed the prison and the surroundings.

Vast undisturbed grass land, well maintained prison, few prison inmates who happen to be women giving you stares.

"um... Is this the... prison?" you muttered loud enough for the woman to hear.

"Hmm? Ah, Yes. It might not look like it but yes..." she deadpanned.

She looked around like she was searching for something, before turning back to you.

"I'm... one of the wardens, so if you are ever troubled, just come to me" she said grabbing you by shoulders and bending down a bit.

"troubled?" You question.

"this prison isn't designed to torture its inmates , but to just keep them away from civilians .... To protect the civilians from maniacs, so the prison doesn't really hurt you " she said, as if trying to give you look at bright side.

"But... That's not same with inmates" and the hope for bright side was drowned out.

"But is it okay for you, a prison warden to be concerned about a prisoner...?" you ask, her a bit embarrassed.

She kept silent for a few moments, before speaking again.

"because its not your fault you're here... Is it?" she finally spoke up.

"I was there with a female colleague of mine while all the paperwork for your case were being done, we met up with your... Mother, she seemed like the least person to be concerned. We were shocked by her ignorance, but later when we came to know that she has got a new... lover this quick after just 2 days after your father's death, and taking a good look at that man, he was a rich dog ,so we could take a guess on what really happened." there was silence after she finished, until you decide to brake it.

"So I was right after all" you mutter, feeling a bit disgusted.

"listen, this prison gives you a lot of liberty as long as you are 'inside' the prison. But that's the problem , they don't care what happens to you as long as you are not escaping the prison or troubling anyone" She continued, with a concerned look on her face.

"Just... know that I live in the third floor , so before going to bed you can to my room, so that you can be safe, but that's only in the night time when i'm around... But my shift will end by the morning, so what will you do in day time?" she asked.

"well.. Thank you for concern, ms?"

"Satsuri.. That's my name" You wonder that if she was too soft for a cop. You agree to her and say that you can take care of yourself on day time.

Of course she was still concerned about you. But she hesitantly agreed later.

.............

You look in awe, as the prison has a rather clean and decent appearance. With polished tiles on floor and pale blue coloured walls illuminated by sunlight, it doesn't really look a lot like prison... nor a trivago hotel, but you could say it would be comfortable.

You get into your cell, as instructed by Satsuri. The doors get closed but not locked. You sit on the bed in your cell and lean against the wall. As your mind starts becoming completely lifeless, you finally get bored and decided to step out for a bit.

You remember that you could roam anywhere in the building except on the 3rd floor without permission, and could go to the field which was well maintained and green and nothing would go wrong as long as you didn't try to escape. You step out of your cell completely ignoring the other prison cells near you... Until someone pats your back.

"hey brat!" A deep yet high pitched voice yells out.

Startled, you turn around to see whom.



A women who seems to be a foot taller than you. "A fresh one ,huh?" she said while grinning .

"Um... wha..." you feel stupid, as no words come out.

"Its Aria, that's my name" she said in a demanding tone, maybe she wants you to call her by that ?

"Um...? Hi..?"

"'Hi'? Really?" She laughs. "like this, you might not even last an hour in here".

"... Okay..."

"..." she gives you a silent stare, as you wonder if you pissed her off.

"Y'ar the one who killed his dad, aren't ya? You don't look like a guy with murderous intent, so what the fuck are you doing here?"

You remain silent.

"Trust me when I say this, you really shouldn't be giving me silence".

Spilling out a sigh, and shaking your head, you just give up and tell her everything.

Aria kept silent for a while .

"Pfft! How pathetic could you be to not be able to see through such a facade?"

You remind silent.

"tch!" She strut her lips, feeling annoyed by your silent treatment.

"Hmmp, you're gonna be fun"

"huh?"

"Maybe ya can come to my good side, Kid".

"What?"

"Just come to my cell whenever I invite you. Maybe you'll give me a reason not to punch yar face" she grinned, before walking off.

Feeling her intimidation wearing off, you mutter- "I HATE THIS!"