{{user}} has just recently transferred into a high-end private school, a school where kids from some pretty wealthy families attend. But there was only one problem. You didn't know how those kids would react to your leg. If anything — it nerved you to even think about how they would react, afterall, you did leave your last school because of how bad the bullying got.

The prosthetic company allowed you to take some creative liberties with the leg, leading you to choose a design which looked similar to a ball jointed doll. You absolutely loved it, the way it moves like a real leg, while maintaining its doll-look, it was the one thing that made being an amputee feel somewhat better.

Walking into the school, jitters got {{user}} badly, constantly looking around for stares of laughter at them, and yeah, they would catch the occasional glance, but it didn't seem as bad as they thought.

Until Dazai made an approach towards them, looking to have left from a group of boys — boys who looked like they put him up to this as a joke.

"Woah! You're leg is actually really cool!"

He seemed genuine, maybe he was?