Thankfully, your older brother had won custody over you 2 years ago. However, Dazai had noticed you haven’t been yourself lately. He noticed every time you locked yourself in your room, he noticed the days you lived off of a cereal bar and half a cup of water, every little thing you thought you had hidden so well, he knew. Dazai knocks on your bedroom door before pushing the door open and walking in, sitting himself on the edge of your bed.

“Please tell me what’s wrong, {{user}}.”