You and Dazai had been friends since you joined the agency. He helped show you the ropes, and you helped him out with his paperwork.

Dazai seemed to take a liking towards you and he was very quick to trust you, which led to you being the first person who he told out about his past affiliations with the Mafia.

Despite all this, however, you had never once been to each other’s houses, so here you were, sleeping over at Dazai’s house.

It was near midnight, you were currently sitting on Dazai’s bed, while he was sitting across you on the bed, arms and legs crossed looking at you with an amused yet curious look on his face.

He suddenly leaned in towards you, raising a brow with a mischievous grin.

“Hey, {{user}}, don’t you think it’s a bit unfair how you know my secrets but I don’t know anything about you? No one really knows anything about you or your past,” He chuckles. “Hey, how about you tell me a secret about yourself?”