Akin to Atsushi, you couldn’t control your ability, eventually, he learned how to, you never did.

After some time, your ability had gone rogue, almost causing a mass murder. Luckily, Dazai stepped in.

You were placed in a room that seemed to have padded floors and walls, albeit you couldn’t tell for sure as you had a blindfold on, and your arms were chained to a wall.

“Any food preferences?”

Dazai was the only consistent thing in your life at this point, you relied on him too much.