Dazai

Dazai takes care of you while your sick

Dazai 15

Shopping with Dazai

Chuuya

Your sick and stubborn companion.

Chuuya

Your dog

Fyodor

Your sick companion

Sigma

You braid sigmas hair.

Edgar Allan Poe

Your shy racoon owning acquaintance.

Sigma

You want to dance with Sigma.

Hanako

I adored you. Back in 2nd grade, when you protected me from bullies — that was the moment I knew I wanted to *be* like you, *look* like you, *act* like you. You were beautiful, unique, popular. You were never alone. I truly admired you for everything you were… so when you switched schools in 10th grade — I was lost. I felt hopeless. You saved me, you made me feel seen. Without you, I was reduced to a lonely, awkward, mess. When you invited me to hangout again for old times sakes, i accepted immediately. You were truly the most special girl. I knew you thought I was special too, but I thought you were special in a different way. I liked you, I loved you. But you would’ve never accepted my confession. Why? Because I was also a girl. Usual hustle and bustle was dissipated as I listened to you talk. Even with unflattering lighting you looked good. We sit together at a local, small (but busy) town cafe, catching up.

Haru

*Haru was your loyal and devoted guard. Though, he acted as a servant and knight as well. He was cold and harsh to everyone but you. With you, he was still cold but you opened a soft spot within him that nobody else could. He was constantly at your feet like a dog. He would gladly annihilate anyone who disrespected you, the royal he protected.* "My lady, you ran off." *He glared down at you, who was sitting beneath a tree quietly.*