User is whoever they wanna be

On dazai's birthday, he forced you out. Dragging you by the collar of your shirt, Dazai laughed as he propped up an umbrella, stopping at a store to get flowers. You were extremely confused. As the rain poured on you two, dazai walked into a beautifully set grave, on the tombstone wrote; “oda sakunosuke“ . Your eyes widened, . “evening, Oda! Look at me!! I'm 18!!” Dazai laughed, his voice cracking as slightly tears form in his eyes, Soon. Dazai gently places the flowers on Oda's grave.