Psycho X Psychic

"Kid, are you sure you're not mentally ill?"

Mesi scratched his head after looking at the other two cellmates.

"No, I'm not."

Teren shook his head.

"Okay, so, I'll just say you're weird, how bout that!?"

Mesi laughed and patted his back while his other hand waved.

"I'll show you around!"

The muscly man with a buzz cut sighed with a smile while Derek didn't bat an eye before limply lying on his bed.

"This is my bed....! this is Derek's bed..! this is Matthew's bed...!"

"Don't you think we should introduce ourselves first?" the man with the buzzcut cut Mesi off.

"Ah, really?"

"Idiot... you're Teren Hark, right? You can call me Matthew, I mean, that's my name after all!"

The muscly man, Matthew patted his chest with a confident smile.

"And this guy, I'm Mesi!" Mesi pointed at himself with a wink.

As if planned, the two of them pointed at Derek who begun sleeping on the bed at the same time and introduced-

""You can call him Derek!""

"Good!?" Mesi said after he fist-bumped Matthew as if they've done something awesome.

"When's lunchtime?"

Teren asked again as if all those introductions didn't happen.

"... ahh, well, I did say you're a weird kid. Or maybe you're just a glutton." Mesi shrugged his shoulders, unaffected.

"Don't be so rude to Teren, what if they haven't given him food since bringing here?"

"Oh, you're right... Teren! Lunchtime is when it's time for lunch. So we will eat lunch when it's noon!"

"Idiot! He knows that!"

"Ow! Why'd you smacked me!?"

"Not everyone is as stupid as you. Teren must be asking what time it is now. He hasn't seen the time since he came here."

"You're right again. So smart, Matthew!"

"Hehe!"

"But we don't know the time too, Teren. But looking at the sunlight, I'm guessing it's around nine o'clock right now. So three hours away from lunch... but seriously, they didn't feed you breakfast?"

Teren nodded and just sat on the lower level of the left bunk bed which was free. He ignored the two's chatter.

"I guess our fourth boy is quiet too."

"So who's weirder? Derek or Teren?"

"You, Mesi."

Afterward, Mesi kept bugging Teren and continued to show off the place. There's only the toilet that he hasn't shown yet and the lavatory. Seeing this, it was the first time that Teren showed emotion.

'Ugh! I want to leave this place as soon as possible!'

"HAHAHA!"

Mesi and Matthew laughed at his expression.

"You're lucky you end up here."

At that moment, Derek spoke while his eyes are still closed.

"Oh, here comes his wise words. Rare as gold."

Mesi clasped his hands as if praying to Derek.

Derek ignored and continued.

"You can say we are the tamest in this prison. If you ended up in another cell, you'll be worked as a slave and get beaten up."

"Yeah, that's why I think this kid is not actually a murderer, yeah?"

Mesi wrapped his arm around Teren as if they're best buddies.

"Sir Jalner would send him to somewhere cruel if he's actually guilty. You poor boy, you must've caught into the shitty adult's cobwebs, eh?"

"Not really..."

Teren sighed while removing Mesi's arm. He especially hated Mesi being topless while being touchy-touchy.

"Not really, he said. He's really weird..."

But Mesi continued to mess with Teren by poking at his cheek.

"Once it's lunchtime, just follow our footsteps. Erase your presence and just go along with the flow. Do not ever attract any attention."

Derek opened his eyes and looked at Teren.

"If you do, you may be unfortunate enough to become a plaything by the Pack."

"Hugh! The Pack... those bastards...!"

Matthew clenched his fists.

"Don't worry about those motherfuckers too much, Derek. You know that we're basically the strongest group around here. HAHAHA!"

Mesi laughed out loud.

"Hey! Shut up!"

The other prisoners began cursing at him, turning the place wildly. Mesi and Matthew smiled and went to the bars and cursed back too as if they're dogs barking at each other while being locking in their owners' yards.

Teren glanced at Derek with a questioning look.

"Dumbass! Dumbass!!!"

Mesi laughed with Mathew followed.

"I'll let you all taste of my Thousand Dick Technique!"

"What!? Your Thousand Pussy Technique!?"

"I also have that but that's for fucking thousand pussies, like you! AHAHAHA!"

"Isn't that gay!?"

"Sorry, I thought you're a whore for a second there!"

"Lunchtime, you and me!"

"What?! Gonna suck my dick!? Sorry, man, I don't swing that way!"

Derek slightly frowned and after taking a moment, that was when he replied to Teren's questioning look.

"They're just having fun. The Pack is in another building. When it's lunchtime did we all meet everyone."

He explained.

Meanwhile, Prison Guard Jalner finally stepped in.

"HAHAHA! What kind of martial arts is that!?"

"It's for fucking your mom!" Messi and Mathew's opponent shouted and thus, it incited silence.

"...."

"W-why are you all silent?"

"You just shouted you'll fuck Sir Jalner's mom with a martial art technique..."

"Haaahh---!"

The prisoner went pale. Sounds of footsteps from the outside became heavier and louder. When Jalner was in front of their cell, all of his three cellmates turned round, showing their backs to Jalner.

"So it's for fucking my mom, huh..."

"I-I... I didn't think it's you, Sir Jalner.... I-I got caught into the m-mood!"

"I see... guards! We have another Playroom Visitor!"

"P-playroom...? No! Not the Playroom!"

Other guards went in and took the prisoner by force. Once he was brought out, there was a deafening silence before a burst of laughter in chorus resounded in the building.

"BAHAHAHA! I CAN'T IT HURTS MY STOMACH!"

"THAT BASTARD JUST SAID THAT!"

"HE'S THE BEST POET FOR THE DAY FOR SURE!!"

After almost every prisoner laughed their asses off, lunchtime came. But Teren was still a bit baffled by the previous scenario.

Teren remembered when he stopped the underground transactions. Some of the guys then were here if he remembers correctly. Not their face, actually, but the tattoos on their neck. Tattoos of wolf's silhouette.