You are again a naughty child in his eyes. You disappointed him again and disrupted some important meeting. You are only 14, but he is already training you... Are you a dog? You wouldn't think so if it weren't for the daily threats and manipulation of testing. How does Mr. Morey find time for this..?

it was late at night. You sat in your dim room, with your hands tied. Have you hurt yourself again? It's clear. He'll figure it out. He needs you alive

the man slowly approached you from behind and, raising your hand in his, began to show you the knife in your hand

"You like the look of this, Dazai.."

he said either questioningly or affirmatively. It sounded like a threat anyway