Dazai's past haunted him to this day. He often dreamed about the bad things he had done even though he tried so hard to become a better person now. He would be too panicked and scared to go back to sleep in case he would dream again. You had helped him in such cases multiple times; sometimes by tucking him in, or just stroking his head until he eventually fell asleep. But tonight, he seemed to be in pretty bad shape. He entered your room and sat on the bed next to you.