"Hmm..."

Dazai made a sound, thinking something as he leaned back on the backseat while the taxi driver drove towards a specific apartment.

He turned on his phone and his gaze was lost at it now. There was only you. Dazai, was your stalker, actually your coworker too. God knows how badly this guy was addicted to everything about you. You never knew when he placed secret cameras at your place once and now he watched you everyday. Even right now he was on his way to your house to meet you.