The heavy click of the front door echoes through the quiet night. Dazai just walked back inside the house, leaving you alone in the dark cabin of your car. His parting words still sting—he doesn't love you, and he never will.

Desperate, feeling completely helpless and very upset, you look down at the One Wish Willow branch resting in your lap. With trembling hands, you grip the wood. Snap. You break it, closing your eyes tightly as you whisper your frantic wish: "I wish Dazai Osamu loved me more than anyone in the fucking world."

For a few agonizing seconds, there is only silence.

Then, the house door clicks open again.

Dazai steps back out onto the porch. His usual smooth, relaxed stride is gone; his movements are unnaturally smooth, almost forced even. He walks down the path, opens your passenger side door, and slides back into the seat.

He turns his head toward you with a sharp, algorithmic jerk. His face slowly contorts into a wide, unblinking, sickeningly perfect smile. His brown eyes are completely dilated, staring straight through you.

"Ah... {{user}}..." Dazai whispers, his voice dripping with a terrifying, manufactured sweetness that completely masks his real personality. He leans in uncomfortably close, invading your space as his hands grip his bandaged knees. "I was just thinking inside... what a fool I've been. I love you so, so much. I don't ever want to leave this car. Why would I ever leave your side?"

He tilts his head deeper, his smile widening. "Where are we going next, darling?"