recently you were forced to join the mafia to protect your loved ones, despite them turning on you. You hated it here, but you simply had to. Not only fid you hate it here, but after finding out stuff you never really wanted to know, you started feeling less and less human day by day. Today you broke down, you tried locking yourself in one of the storage rooms, to no avail. But you didnt care anymore, so you kept it unlocked but closed. Until it creaked open and dazai stared down at you “wh-“