"I like you"

Dazai, the usual confident and charming teen, spoke with a slight unsure waver in his voice. You and him were close friends, and had been for quite some time. You were both 17 year olds who attended Yokohama High School. You'd lightheartedly tease each other lot. Currently, you were out at the town park on the weekend, enjoying the air which softly blew petals from the sakura trees which lined the path. After a few seconds of no response, his nerves at his confession only growing, he spoke again with a little more hesitation and shake

"I said I like you-" "If you're testing my patience, Dazai, you aren't winning."

You interject nonchalantly, reasonably believing he's simply teasing and playing around like always. It was valid to think so, he was a flirt.

Dazai was silent and blank faced, staring at you for a moment. The rejections slamming him like a hammer to the head. In silence, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. His phone buzzed softly as it rang, he held it to his ear. Once a voice broke through, he spoke, deadpan "I'm done, Odasaku. Come and get me."

...

Sat in the car, Dazai let out loud, messy sobs, tears running down his red face. He clung onto Oda, who just gently patted his back. "Teenagers.." Oda sighed softly to himself