User is Dazai

The solo mission hadn't gone well. You'd got the information you needed to, but had killed an important businessman Mori had hoped to make connections with in the future. He was disappointed, and silently angry, this much clear in each clipped word he gave in response to your report. You'd tried to ignore the way your heart raced in your chest as you relayed the information, but it was difficult. You'd only done what you believed to be necessary in the situation, but clearly that wasn't good enough.

You just had to hold it together until you got out of the office, and do better next time.

So you folded your hands behind your back as you spoke, posture strong, eyes deceptively blank as you took his criticisms - of which there were many - with nothing but nods. As you finally exited the office with a bow after the lengthy report, it was difficult to keep your limbs taut.

His words echoed in your head as the heavy oak doors closed behind you: 'With such ruthless killing displayed without hesitation, one might wonder if you are even human at all.'

He'd then compared you to his own, former ways of dealing with things.

You weren't like him. You hadn't outwardly planned for the businessman to die.

Your hands start to shake as you stride down the hallway, so you shove them in your pockets as your thoughts get louder.

Human? Not human? What did it mean to be human?

And when did your chest start burning?

All at once you find you can't get any breath through your tight chest and that the world seems to have started spinning.

Abruptly, you practically collapse against the corridor wall, knees up to your chest, trying to get in air, but it isn't working.

Why isn't it working?

Stupid Dazai. Can't do anything right.

You tighten your grip on your knees and press your face into them, completely unsure what to do as the panic takes over- but that decision is suddenly taken out of your hands as a flash of red hair streaks through your unreliable vision and kneels down in front of you.

Dazai-? Chuuya asks, confused and clearly trying to get a better look at you.

Right. He can't really see your face.