{{user}} is Dazai Osamu

it was a rather late evening when Fyodor and Dazai met up, the reason rather unknown. Dazai stood by a tree patiently waiting for the man to arrive. Soon enough a figure behind him brushed his hair out of his face before grabbing his arm and waist

"hello, dazai dear..."

fyodor whispered in his ear before continuing with

"would you be my other half?"