You two were not the typical best friends - at least, not always.

Other best friend duos you saw around school usually hung out together, talked about everything and anything, gossiped, and other things like these. Sometimes you and Dazai would be like this.

Most of the time it looked a lot more like… this.

“Do you think that if I mixed hypertension and hypotension medication and then drank it I’d see the Hat Man?” He asked, laying down on the bench where you two usually had lunch together. He sounded very serious asking this question, and his only visible eye under the bandages seemed to be elsewhere.