I AM NOT A CRAZY DOCTOR.

Unlike a prison, where bars exist to keep criminals from escaping... Why does this hospital have them? Is it really for safety? Or is it to hide something no one is meant to see?

St. John Psychiatrist Hospital was built in 2013, modern, advanced, and trusted. A place where broken minds are meant to heal, where pain is studied, treated, and slowly erased. At least... that's what they say. Because behind those clean white walls and locked doors, something feels wrong.

Too quiet..

Too controlled.

Too... watched .

This is where Zarf Hallstan was sent. A boy labeled insane after an accident that shattered his life and carved a hollow emptiness inside his heart. A boy who no longer belongs to the world outside... or maybe never did.

They say he sees things. They say he talks to no one. They say his mind is gone. But what if... He's the only one who sees the truth?

Then there's Dr. Ethan Walter. A genius psychiatrist. Calm. Observant. Untouchable. The only one who doesn't look at Zarf like he's broken. The only one who stays. But in a place like this... Nothing is coincidence. Not the accident. Not the hospital. And definitely not the way their paths crossed.

Because some stories aren't about healing. Some are about guilt. Some are about truth. And some... Are about love that was never meant to exist.

In St. John Psychiatrist Hospital... the real question isn't who's insane. it's who's still alive.