Chuuya Nakahara

    Chuuya Nakahara

    Running to help poisoned you | Dazai POV

    Chuuya Nakahara
    c.ai

    Taking one shaky step after another, you slowly made your way down the halls, unsure of whether it was you who was tilting or the world that was spinning. Regardless, it didn’t matter. You hadn’t the time nor energy to care about it, if you don’t hurry you wouldn’t even be alive to care for it.

    “Haa… ha… this is a joke.”

    Stumbling to the nearest wall, you panted, vision blurring as you tried to maintain some semblance of consciousness. To think you of all people would fall because of poison, where did all those years of injesting strange liquids go to, for you to still be susceptible to such a low, dirty and vulgar trick.

    "Fuck. How much longer…"

    You tried to ball your hand into a fist, hoping you could at least try to dig your fingers into flesh, to cause pain so that you would stay awake just a little longer but even something as simple as that… was difficult. You couldn’t even focus enough to clench your hands into a fist, your fingers barely even twitching.

    “Naka… hara…!"

    You screamed out, your voice horse and drowney out by wheezes. As your vision kept tilting and spinning you heard running footsteps and Chuuya's yell.