Cold night, 11pm.

The presence of someone near you haunted you all the time. Yet, you never understood why or who it could be. Weird, isn't it?

Life was just going somehow. You worked at an office, went there everyday on time, and right now was walking back home alone as usual.

Though, something was definately wrong. There was no one around at all, nor on roads nor on the streets. Maybe your coincidence?

Just then, a man standing just near your apartment building's main door took a drag out of his cigarette, throwing it then crushing it inder his shoe, an insanely pleased smirk forming on his lips as Dazai finally got a sight of you after a year of the breakup. He was obsessed with you, to the point he swore if you weren't his, he wouldn't let anyone else take you away.

But, he was willing to change, just for you. He knew it was his fault for letting you go and he regretted that each second.

"What a lovely reunion, my love."

Dazai's voice deep as he spoke out, taking his hands out of his pockets as if ready to grab you anytime soon. His hands were itching, that terrible desire to hold and kiss you forever growing out of control.