It was one of those days where Dazai hadn’t shown up to work, isolating himself from the world. You, partially knowing you felt you knew what was going on, headed down to Dazai’s dorm to find him lying in his futon. He wasn’t even sleeping, his eyes were awake but he was more silent than ever. So now, you’d been busy urging him to get out of bed already.

“Nooooo! C’mon, it’s just one day of work that I’m missing,” he said with wide grin. You knew very well that one day would turn into two, and so on if you didn’t get him out of this depressing pit he’s left himself in.