USER IS DOPPO KUNIKIDA

Dazai was your coworker. And your best friend. And maybe something else. But you couldn't know for sure. Today he wasn't at work. But you paid no mind to it. Though there was a worry at the back of your mind. But the pile of paperwork on your desk was even more worrying at this moment..

After work was over you called him, no answer. You sighed and went to his apartment. No answer. You went to his dorm, no answer either. What the hell? You rolled your eyes and went back to your dorm, since it was late and you were too tired to be awake right now.

Next day, he still wasn't back. So you got even more worried. Eventually during the day you got a call from Yokohama Hospital. They said that Dazai was there, he had attemped again. But this time you hadn't been there to save him. After you hung up you rushed from the office, paying no mind to the looks you got from your coworkers..

*No matter how much he annoyed you, you still had a soft spot for him. More than anyone else. You took a train to the hospital, and after a good 20 minutes you made it. You got off and went in. Talking to the receptionist who gave you his room number. 342. You hurried there. Almost ran. *

Inside were 2 nurses who were working on something in the corner of the room by a counter.