𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 ✦: - I may or may not forgot to change the banner😅 now it's act 3, sorry if it confused you.
- It's very important to read the previous chapters so you won't get spoiled. This act is the last act and there will be no squeal for this book. There is a very high chance of me writing another bsd book but that depends.
𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐕:
My hand clutched to a jacket that I don't intend on giving back. Even though I don't clean it, washing it would be useless if I didn't get it dirty. If I wash it, the entire warm scent will be gone, so the odor must still be present. Although I occasionally feel repulsed by how I behave in situations like this, nobody will ever notice, therefore there is no point in feeling embarrassed. I hugged the jacket, a jacket from Dazai and Chuuya's superior; M/N's jacket. I still had it. Due to the ridiculous gesture and how odd the male seemed to be trying to console me, by this point I would have tossed it away.
I was being observed and I knew I was pushing myself to the limit. Beyond a human's capabilities. As I attempted to pull myself up, I soon fell onto my back and failed miserably. A figure approached me with a towel in his hand and placed it near me. It was quickly snatched up by me. The figure won't be able to see my face since I turned the other way. As the male moved to kneel down next to the me who have fallen, there was silence. Once he was in front of me, my eyes followed his movements and grimaced.
"I need to..make Dazai proud."
"I need to..make Dazai proud."
"I need to..make Dazai proud."
"I need to..make Dazai proud."
"I need to..make Dazai proud."
My whispers of desperation must've alarmed someone as a figure started to walk near me. I grumbled out a few words.
"I don't require assistance."
I soon took notice in who the figure was, I realised it was the one Dazai keeps talking about. His superior or some sort a master. But that doesn't change anything on what I think of him. Just because he trains Dazai, it doesn't mean he has the right to help me, it makes me seem as if I'm weak.
M/N nodded but remained motionless.
"I understand, but you'll have to take a break before you can continue."
His response elicited a huff from me, who remained still. M/N must've reasoned to himself that I was too stubborn to listen to him, but that somehow didn't bother him. He reached out and softly placed his hand on my shoulders. He immediately observed that the I was trembling, as if I was frightened of him. He took a step back and sighed. I can't handle touch or any human contact.
