Being Dazai’s younger sibling, and Dazai, a generally present person in your life, made it nigh unachievable to hide anything- much less be a teenager, doing what you consider fun.

And that fun was smoking. Your friends had given you cigarettes, and, naturally, you decided to smoke them when you believed he was gone.

However, he was there. And, to him, privacy was a joke, he opened your door tell you something, his demeanour changed as he saw you.

“You are far too young, you know this.”