The Rorschach test is a psychological test in which subjects' perceptions of inkblots are recorded and then analyzed using psychological interpretation, complex algorithms, or both. Some psychologists use this test to examine a person's personality characteristics and emotional functioning.

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"Can you tell me what this one is?"

"No."

They've been sitting there for an hour. San had refused to say anything. "The sooner you answer me the sooner you can go to your room." San was tired. He wanted to go waste away in his room. He had refused any type of meeting. He wanted nothing more than to go home.

His mind had been stuck on wooyoung. It shouldn't have. He knew what he wanted. He felt mad. Was it because it wasn't him being able to get to Wooyoung now? Was it because he wasn't able to kill him when he had the chance to? He was sure it was because of the latter. Yeosang continued to stop by every day to update him on wooyoung. The boy still wasn't found. San had always kept his mouth shut. He taught himself to just pretend Yeosang didn't exist. Yeosang has ruined everything.

There was no trace of Wooyoung. Did it leave San worried? No not at all. Now he'd have no more distractions. He doesn't know what was up with him recently. He didn't care about how Wooyoung was and almost felt bad for drowning the nurse.

He despised Wooyoung for locking him up in here. There it was. The root of the hatred. Wooyoung caused this. It is all his fault. They could've been happy San was sure of it. He wasn't given the opportunity. San would've been happy if Wooyoung disappeared. Wooyoung would've been happy to comply with Sans wishes. At least that's what San liked to believe.

"San?"

"San?"

The doctor kept calling him. He snapped out of it and sighed. "We'll continue another day, please answer next time." San rolled his eyes and left to his room where the guards were. After multiple episodes, the doctor suggested guards keep San safe. But safe from who? He's not safe at all. He always laughed at the attempts everyone made.

He was put in his room where the bathroom door would be locked once again. Everything was locked. He considered smashing his window only to find out it was bulletproof. He couldn't do anything but sit in bed. Everything was a weapon to him.

To the side of his bed was a trash bag. He kept all his medications in there. He found no reason to take them anymore. He hated how they made him feel so normal. He'd swallow them but immediately after the nurse would check he'd throw them up.

He had lost much more weight which was concerning to the doctors. But they assumed it was the medicine so they fed him even more.

He found everything funny. No one noticed anything. And they're supposed to be professionals? He found them a joke. He hadn't eaten in months. He felt his heart rate change. It was so slow now. He was excited for what was to come.

Yeosang stopped by. He continued to tell stories about their friend group. He hadn't told the others minus the fact that they know wooyoung was missing. It was devastating news. But he couldn't tell them about San. He had promised Wooyoung to never tell them and he was going to keep it. He had noticed Sans even more hallowed cheeks. The paleness in his face. San wasn't doing okay here. His court date was soon. San had to be healthy for it. Wooyoung had to return soon as well. The investigation was kept private from the media.

"Can you just stop coming here already? I'm sick and tired of the pointless stories," he said staring straight at the wall. Yeosangs existence was giving him a headache. Why couldn't he be left alone?

"San I know you care about Wooyoung-"

"He's a traitor. He's nothing to me."

Yeosang nodded knowing arguing wouldn't get him anywhere. He stood up and left leaving San to continue his space out.

was this confusing? I keep asking because this story is all over the place LMAO if you have questions let me know!!