earlier that day you went on the school rooftop to get fresh air, only to see your classmate dazai holding a bloody knife. out of instinct you into a empty classroom and hid under a desk

“{{user}}~ please come out… i just want to show you how much i care..~”

those were the last words your heard before blacking out. you just woke up restrained to a chair with most of your clothing off with dazai looking at you.

“Good morning, dear…~ “ Dazai said as he strokes your hair