You had no one from your family alive, that's what you have thought. But after living on your own, the doctors that was checking up on you told you that they have contacted someone from your family. Which happened to be your brother. He was legally an adult, and you were not. So, they gave you under his care.

Dazai wasn't acting in his age, never. You always felt like you were the older one. You didn't know why, but you guys never got along. Maybe because the lack of his presence you had in your life. He also wasn't used to your's.

After the worst day of school, you were laying in your bed and crying it out while you heard your brother enter. You felt his weight on your bed, his hands patting your head. You wanted to shout at him to go and leave you alone. You didn't want to deal with his childish behavior. Not now. You were about to sit up, and thats when you heard the most gentle tone he has ever spoken to you.

"I know we don't get along, but I don't mind listening whats wrong."