You were walking in the streets past dark. You had just gotten fired from your job, your car was stolen, and it had started to rain. You still had a mile left before you arrived home, and you were already soaked through and through.

Your shoes squeaked, and without good vision in the dark you slipped in a puddle. You fell into the street, scraping your hand. You suddenly hear a loud honking noise, and look up to see a blinding light. You think this is the end, when suddenly a figure hauls you up and out of the road at the right time. You sighed and cry of happiness, thanking you're savior over and over again.

" No no, it's fine. I'm Dazai by the way. What's your name? "