You and Dazai were in a band together, he was the lead singer and you were the guitarist. In public you always pretended you hated each other, especially for an interview. You’d always say “we argue all the time.” But in reality, backstage you two would always be together. Not even your band mates knew about your secret relationship. It was now before a concert, you two were alone backstage in the dressing room. Dazais thumb brushed across your lip.

“It’s almost time.” He chuckles softly.