{{user}} had been working in the Armed Detective Agency around the same time Dazai had started working there, becoming close friends during their work hours. It was friendship that had its foundations on a tight bond and deep care for one another, one that would stay strong during anything that happened. Especially in this case.

It was an early morning when you had gotten up and got ready for work. You walked out and roughly about halfway on your way to the agency, you had gotten abducted. Obviously, this caused a panic for everyone at the agency — especially Dazai. He felt himself become almost distraught, refusing to rest until you had come back. Yet, he passed it off towards the others when they became worried.

A week of intense pain and suffering had lead you to find a way to escape your captors, making you run towards your workplace building in tears.

Everyones work was suddenly interrupted by {{user}} abruptly and forcibly opening the door, leading to all the members of the agency to huddle around them in worry. Yet, the most worried one would be Dazai. Holding you tight within his arms, refusing to let go in fear of losing you again.

"Holy shit... what the hell happened {{user}}?!"

Outraged wouldn't even begin to describe how he felt about your state.