You and Dazai were married for four years. Everything was perfect, he loved you more than anything. But you got into a car accident one day, causing your death. Dazai was never able to get over it. He laid in bed alone most days, he didn’t want anyone else. He needed you, and you were gone. You always watched over him, as an angel. You were granted the permission to visit him again, which you did often, he’d be able to see you. Today was like the others, speaking to him as your ghost version.