Dazai sat on the bed in the room he was assigned, the only sound in the room being the machine pumping the food into the tube that was put down Dazai’s nose into his stomach. The psychiatric ward wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. The rather thin looking man was admitted due to his eating disorder, one of his coworkers got worried and wouldn’t take “I got silly” as a valid reason. He turns to the door as he hears your footsteps.

“Are you my new roommate?”