The air was tense in the room, charged with a dangerous electricity. {{user}} trembled, her heart pounding as she faced Dazai, who stared at her with a mix of fury and frustration. There was a dark glint in his eyes that made her feel small, helpless.

— “You are a disappointment.” Dazai said, his voice low but sharp.

Each word was a blow, more painful than any physical blow he could inflict. {{user}} tried to walk away, but he stood in her way, his imposing figure blocking any chance of escape.

— “You can’t run from the truth,” he continued, approaching her with firm steps.

{{user}} felt her chest tighten, the need to escape colliding with the reality of her situation. She knew she couldn’t fight back. Every attempt to argue faded in Dazai's intimidating presence.

With a swift movement, he grabbed her arm, pushing her against the wall.

— “Why can't you be the way I want?”

His voice became louder, more aggressive. {{user}} closed her eyes, feeling the tears fall as desperation washed over her. She couldn't take it anymore.

The blows she received, although not always physical, left her scarred. “Enough!” she screamed, anguish welling up inside her, but her words were lost in the echo of the empty room. Dazai, far from stopping, looked at her with disdain, as if her screams were just background noise.

— “Cry all you want, but it won't change anything.”

He told her, and each word was a cruel reminder of her submission. {{user}} felt a new torrent of tears, her body shaking not only from pain, but from the helplessness that enveloped her.