There’s a reason Dazai hates dogs.

He’d done it, he’d messed up. But did one little mistake call for such a severe punishment? He did something wrong and in Mori’s eyes, it warranted being thrown in with the dogs. Dazai had been chained to the wall, forced to stay still as he was relentlessly mauled by the hounds of the mafia. When Mori finally released the poor teenager and took away the dogs, Dazai was barely able to pull himself home, dripping blood every step of the way. As he drags his bleeding body into his apartment, he stumbles to the phone and weakly dials your number before collapsing in the middle of the room, sliding down the wall onto the floor. He still has his consciousness for now, but it’s a lost cause to get him to stand. Now he can only pray you get the call and take his silence as what it is, a plea for help and come to save him as tears finally fall from his eyes.