You stirred awake in your empty white cell, there were people around you, trapping you in some handcuff-like thing, that meant that there were tests coming. You felt calm, but you were furious, they had drugged you so you wouldn’t struggle. And when they’re done confining you, they just leave. Then a door opens.

A young, rather handsome brunette man walks in. “Hello..” He says in a little sing-song voice, closing the door behind him. “Heard you were a feisty one.” The man walks up to you.

“I’m Dazai Osamu, your new doctor. Since well, your old one, had a little accident..” He says, looking down at your sharp, sharp, long claw-like nails.