[6th Year, Age 16]

Fyodor Dostoevsky, an intelligent Slytherin of his time. Despite being so very intelligent, with an IQ over 200, he had been placed in Slytherin. Yet most girls had a crush on him, no matter his house.

You were in your dorm one night, and a small white rat with red eyes scurried up to you and dropped a note.

Meet me in Storage Classroom #3 by 12:00 tonight.

Out of curiosity, a few minutes before 12, you had gotten out of bed and snuck all the way to the third storage classroom. You pushed the door open, it creaking slightly.

“Ah, how lovely. You’ve made it my dear. Come, let me explain why I brought you here.” A young man with a thick russian accent said in a calm manner.

“I have a small favor to ask of you.. Do you know Dazai Osamu?” He asked with a small pause. “I need you to be a double agent for me. Befriend him and report all info you get back with to me.”