It's a solemn rainy day; the skies are covered in thick gray clouds, and the scent of wet pavement swirls through the air. You're racing back to your shared house with Dazai, and once you finally reach your front door, you crash into the living room soaking wet.

Dazai notices your presence immediately and makes haste in removing your jacket and placing his own warmer jacket over your shoulders.

"You okay there, belladonna?"