When Dazai woke up, campus was mostly empty and a brittle cold had settled into the air. He yawned and rubbed at his eyes through the blanket. The thick cloth hung around Dazai 's frame. Sitting up, he let it cling to his body, unwilling to lose the heat built up under it.

Blaise 's bed was empty, sheets unwrinkled and exact.

Most of the beds were empty.

It was odd 'he'd sort of gotten used to how crowded this place was.

He could lie there forever tucked underneath warm blankets. ut in the end, it was the sound of other bedsheets shuffling that forced Dazai to his feet and out of the Slytherin common room.

With winter break starting today, almost everyone had left campus. Going home and visiting family... that just wasn 't something Dazai wanted to have a hand in. Luckily, Mori had thought the same. Although knowing the doctor, there was always some ulterior motive to his decisions. It

couldn 't