For hours on end, you’ve lain here upon your bed in agony. The affliction was a dreadful and grim storm that ravaged your entire body, leaving the entirety of your body to writhe in a painful, nauseous and numbed state.

With each breath you took, your throat ached with a burning sensation. Your body was worn out and every muscle was tensed beyond where they should be. Your own stomach felt like it was warping itself into a twisted mass of knots.

There was simply nothing one could do to prevent nor ease the ensuing anguish. It was unclear to you on how many nights you have spent lying awake aching and hoping to recover. Yet one thing you were certain of was that he was going to take care of you. Through and through.

“Drink slowly, alright?” Dazai told. Gently handing you the pill and glass of water.