Akashi Seijuurou
Gender: M
Age: 15
Student No. 042564
- Deemed to be a positive psychopath
- Has an intense fascination with sharp objects, particularly scissors
- He was entered into this school under the *Baker Act (1971)
- Reported to have murdered an old man in a hospital (The act was done in cold blood, and the student was fully conscious and aware of the consequences)
- The student stays in a separate room from all his school mates
- Special attention is focused on him by the authorities
January 18, 20XX (Friday)
Seirin Correctional Institute for Juvenile Delinquents
The White Room
Recording started at 3:30:05 PM
Transcript No. 367781
*The recording and the routine interview was done through a glass to ensure the safety of all parties involved.
"Why, hello, Dr. Takemoto. It's been a while."
"It's nice to see you too, Akashi-kun."
"Don't you think it'd be nice if we could talk... face-to-face?"
"...I'd... rather... not, really..."
"Hmmm. You're scared of me. That's nice. I like that."
"Um, uh, good. Ahem. Anyway, moving on, how do you feel today, Akashi-kun?"
"I feel wonderful. My friends visited just a few moments before, in fact- "
"WHAT?"
"...Now, why are you wearing such an expression, Doctor? Is it not nice that I have friends who are loyal to me?"
"This room is supposed to be padlocked- "
"They picked the lock, plain and simple."
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"...I don't have all day, Doctor. Why don't you put your brain to use, and do your job like how my Father wants you to?"
"Your Father is not paying paying this institution- "
"Yes, of course. Move along now."
"...So, what did you do today?"
"I read books, studied my lessons. I also watched this detailed documentary about this serial killer, and how he murdered his victims. I learned a lot."
"That's nice."
"I know. The dark nature of humanity is fantastic. Don't you think so?"
"Not really."
"Pft. You're quite cold today, Dr. Takemoto. Are you mad about what I said about you and my father?"
"I'm a professional, Akashi-kun. I've been working with kids like you for over ten years."
"Kids? That's an innocent way to describe us. Kids. I'm flattered."
This arrogant little shit. "It's nice to see you so optimistic today, Akashi-kun. Usually, you'd be-" -a rampaging psychopath- "-a little wild, perhaps?"
"Hm. I only seem wild 'cause you can't do what you're supposed to do, Doctor. No offense, of course."
"...None taken."
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"...Have you been drinking your medication?"
"Yes, I have."
"Any side effects? Hallucinations? Dizziness?"
"None at all, Doctor. But I bet you wished there were."
Ignore him. Ignore him. Ignore him. "How about your classes? How are your grades?"
"What can I say; I'm at the top of the batch. I'm greater than all of them, after all."
"How can you say so?"
"Since I always win, I'm always right. I'm the victor, and I'm absolute, so obviously, I'm on a higher level than all of them."
"...Wow, that's a pretty grand way to think of yourself."
"It's not grand thinking, Doctor. It's the truth."
"Of course. Do you get along with your classmates? Schoolmates? Teachers?"
"That depends on your definition of getting along."
"But would you say you get along with them?"
"Considering the fact that I haven't killed anyone yet, I might as well say that I don't find their existences unpleasant."
God, he said 'yet'! This kid is fucked up beyond repair! "I'm glad to know that, Akashi-kun. Would you mind telling me about your friends?"
"All you need to know is that they follow my orders, and that's why I consider them my compatriots. That's all I need: obedience."
"What a beautiful friendship. My heart is moved."
"That's surprising. How come your brain can't move?"
BECAUSE FUCK YOU, THAT'S WHY. "Do you have any problems or concerns you might want to share?"
"I am so very happy you asked. I need a sharp, sturdy rock to sharpen my scissors. Won't you find me one, Doctor?"
"This is a reform school, Akashi-kun. We have rules, and the rules state that you can't have weapons."
"I'm not using the rock as a weapon; I'll just be using it to sharpen my scissors. The blade is getting a bit dull."
"Akashi-kun, you know very well that I can't do that."
"...You can't pick up a rock. Pathetic. Useless. How did you even get a license, let alone enter a university?"
"I can't do it because of the rules, not because of my- "
"Those who can't follow my orders are worthless. Worthless, worthless, worthless."
"You're not a god, Akashi-kun. You're just another young man."
"...Do you even know what you're saying?"
"I'm saying that you shouldn't be so focused on yourself, Akashi-kun. It's unhealthy, especially mentally."
"What are you trying to say?"
"I just think- "
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY?! YOU BITCH!"
"Somebody call the nurses- !"
"SHUT YOUR RETARDED MOUTH! I DON'T NEED A NURSE! YOU'RE JUST SCARED, AREN'T YOU?! YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT! DIE, DIE, DIE! I'LL STAB YOU OVER AND OVER AGAIN; YOU OLD FUCK!"
Recording is cut off at 3:51:36 PM due to safety purposes.
For the sake of the consistency of the transcript, the following descriptions must be noted:
- Student No. 042564, following his lost of control, ran to the glass and attempted to pound through it with a pair of garden shears.
- It must be noted that the glass formed a small crack.
- The stenographer and the counselor stepped back a considerable distance for the sake of their well-being.
Recording resumed at 4:00:00 PM
"LET GO OF ME! LET GO, YOU DISGUSTING LOWLIFE! LET ME GO!"
"Calm him down, please. And don't hurt him."
"I SWEAR, I'LL KILL- you..."
"...The session is over."
Recording ended at 4:05:00 PM
-End of Transcript No. 367781-
Conclusions:
- A miniscule progress was made, for the student was reportedly able to garner friends without the use of violence and/or force.
- Behavioral control has improved, albeit only a fraction. The interview lasted for about 20 minutes.
- The student seems to have devised a way on how to possess certain dangerous materials, and due to this, stricter watch patrols shall be implemented.
Supporting Evidence to the Conclusion:
- Transcript No. 367781
Journal Entry 20
It is not my fault if people cannot understand me. I cannot help being violent; why can they not understand that it cannot be cured? It is an addiction, a rush, a delicious thrill that you feel in your veins. It is a drug.
And it also isn't my fault if people can't understand my philosophy...
To people who are suffering so much that they can't live on, death is a blessing, even a gift.
I only did what was right. I am never wrong I am always right I'M ABSOLUTE I'M NEVER WRO
Author's Note: I was surprised at the reviews this story had! I'm happy! For the one who requested Akashi, here he is~! :D Only, instead of scissors, I did a plot twist and turned it into garden shears to make it more terrifying. :D
Notes:
*Baker Act (or the Florida Mental Health Act of 1971)- I'm aware that this is a law in the U.S. , but I just felt like it would fit here, so... Yeah. (Do I need to say that I don't own this or something? Obviously, I don't. xp) Anyway, this is a law that says if you're crazy and a source of harm to others and yourself, you undergo examination, whether you like it or not. Sometimes, people get sent to mental institutions.