You had arrived to the sleepover party held by Dazai and deeper into the night, mostly everyone had found their slumber except the ones who had been on their phones. You had walked into the kitchen for a snack, opening the cupboard only for it to be slammed shut by a rough hand.

You had snapped your head back as the mans body brushed against yours, his face an inch from yours with a harsh glare.

“What’re you doing awake?”