-𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬-

Fight Me.

You wake up the next morning. A slight breeze comes in from your windows. Although it still feels like nighttime, you appreciate the subtle darkness as it casts a shadow in your room.

"I guess I should get dressed. I wonder what type of clothes they gave me.." You walk to your closet, curiously.

As you open the doors, you find a wide selection of skirts, shirts, and gun belts. You decide to go with a grunge-themed outfit containing a long sleeve shirt with a T-shirt over it, a skirt, and a gun holster with a vest. As you are getting dressed, you hear a slightly aggressive knock on the door. You panic.

"Who is it?" You loudly ask.

"It's Akutagawa. I'm supposed to be your mentor today. Come out so we can get this over with."

How are you supposed to reply to that? You think of how to ask him to wait, as he seems impatient. The quickest thing you can think of is-

"One moment! I am organizing some papers, you wouldn't want to come in. I will come out in a second!"

You hear a sigh along with a foot tapping on the floor. You panic and quickly get changed. You don't want to seem suspicious to this man, so you crumble up a piece of paper to make it seem like you were organizing things. You quickly walk to the door and slowly open it. You see a man with black hair with white tips at the end of his bangs. He has a slim build and very pale skin. His eyes are emotionless.

He coughs. You notice it's scratchy and sounds like it hurts. He looks and you and starts walking.

"Um, where are you going?" You ask.

"Oh, follow me. I want to see what's so special about you before we start."

"Huh? Does everyone here have something against me? What-" You question to yourself.

———Akutagawa's Thoughts———

"If she isn't that good, I plan to tell Mori-san how Y/N should be removed. Besides, Dazai-sama would like me more anyway."

"Honestly, if I could kill her, I would. But whatever, I guess she didn't do anything yet."

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You follow him to a room. It has some fighting equipment in the corner but the rest of the space is empty. Your heart starts to pound...