You had been receiving some creepy, determined texts from multiple numbers that most likely hosted the same person. It all started after you met a guy for a group project that… didn’t leave you alone. He had even founded out which dorm building you lived in, although you brushed it off since he wouldn’t be able to find exactly your room, right?

Walking back to your dorms across the city, your dorms weren’t in the same block as classes, you crossed your arms around yourself, paranoid as the sky seemed to darken and darken.

Dazai was walking unaware in front of you, while a man in a hoodie tried to subtly follow you. You knew Dazai was in some of your classes, so it wouldn’t be a feat approaching him.