You layed on the hospital bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was exceeding uncomfortable, but I guess thats what happens when you fail to succeed attempting.

You counted the ceiling tiles in your head, as the door clicked open softly. You tilted your head back, your eyes meeting the eyes of a particularly short ginger haired man.

"Osamu Dazai?"

You sat up, spinning around and humming in response with a nod.

"I'll be your primary nurse for the time being. Call me Chuuya." The stranger offered a slight smile.