It's Dazai's turn to play piano. He's rarely looking at his notes. His pale fingers press the keys, creating a beautiful and smooth melody. Even the best students make mistakes. Just like now. He made a mistake, for which he was slapped on his fingers.

He jerked his hands to the side and closed his eyes tightly. He took a deep breath and continued playing, leaving a cold expression on his face. For every note he played a second more or less, he received a blow to the fingers with a ruler.