Saint Lycoris Academy — Psychological Conditioning WingObservation Cell 03 / 11:45 hoursSupervising Officer: Dr. Havel / Program Division
The room smells like sugar and static.That's how they trick you here—They make the cage look comfortable.
A porcelain teacup waits on the table.Steam curls upward, precise, symmetrical.There are no mirrors, only white walls and the soft hum of machines.Every few seconds, a red light blinks above the door—like a heartbeat,like guilt pretending to be science.
DR. HAVEL: "Good morning, Miss Haruno."KANA: "Good morning."DR. HAVEL: "Do you know why you're here?"KANA: "Because I failed a mission."DR. HAVEL: "No. Because you felt something."
He says it like a diagnosis—as if emotion were a tumor they could surgically remove.
System Log — Evaluation Parameters
Objective: Measure emotional responsiveness under controlled stimulus.Test Name: "The Smile Test."Method: The Subject was shown a series of emotional triggers (visual/verbal).Expected Result: Neutrality.Deviation Threshold: > 10 bpm heart-rate increase = reconditioning.
He slides a set of photographs across the table—faces, laughter, tears, love.Actors, all of them.
I remain still.Pulse steady.
Then he places the last photo down.Ren Kaido.
My heart skips.
Internal Echo — Persona Surge
[Tactical Angel]: "Stay still."[Crimson Doll]: "Smile."[Tactical Angel]: "Suppress."[Crimson Doll]: "No."[Tactical Angel]: "Mission."[Crimson Doll]: "Desire."
The doctor's voice cuts through the static.
"Tell me what you feel when you look at him."
My throat tightens.The wrong voice answers.
KANA (Crimson Doll): "Warmth."DR. HAVEL: "Define it."KANA: "It hurts. I like it."
He blinks, caught off guard.The monitor spikes.The teacup trembles.
Something inside me laughs—soft, syrup-sweet.
KANA (Crimson Doll): "He smiled at me once. Just once. I still dream about it."DR. HAVEL: "And what does that mean to you?"KANA: "That I belong to him."
System Alert — Deviation Overload
Pulse: 138 bpmNeural Activity: 176 % baselinePersona Override: Crimson Doll — activeCognitive Inhibitor: offlineSedation Protocol: initiated
The needle pierces my neck before I finish the next sentence.But the drug doesn't dull the voice—It amplifies it.
[Crimson Doll whispering, half-asleep]:"You can't cure love. You can only surrender to it."
Dr. Havel steps back, shaken.My smile lingers long after consciousness fades.
Dream Sequence — Internal Dialogue
The white room dissolves into color—blood and rose petals swirling in a spiral.
Six mirrors surround me, each reflecting a different version of myself.Crimson Doll steps out from her mirror, barefoot, dripping petals.
CRIMSON DOLL: "They want to erase me."KANA: "You're dangerous."CRIMSON DOLL: "So is happiness."KANA: "You'll get us killed."CRIMSON DOLL: "Maybe. But he'll remember our smile."
She presses a finger to my lips.Her eyes gleam—half mercy, half murder.For a heartbeat, I can't tell if she's protecting me or replacing me.
CRIMSON DOLL: "Next time he says your name, let me answer."
Observation Log — Post-Test Summary
Subject: Haruno, KanaTest: Smile Response Protocol 03Result: FailurePersona Control: unstable (Crimson Doll dominance)Recommendation: long-term behavioral isolation
[Note — Mother Violet, handwritten in gold ink:]"No isolation. The flower must bloom to full."
Diary Fragment (Unofficial — Handwritten)
[Fragment Log #10-B]They said I failed.But when I closed my eyes, I saw him again.He smiled.I smiled back.
The machine called it a malfunction.I call it proof.
When I wake, there's a bruise on my wrist from the restraint strap.Above it, drawn faintly in pen, is something new —a small heart.
Not mine.
Someone must have written it while I slept.The ink smells like the flowers from Ren's greenhouse.
I don't know which version of me left it there.I just know it's beautiful.
End of Diary #10 — "The Smile Test."