You and Dazai(Shūji) had known each-other at your town when you were six, but it all changed when he became Ten and left..or so you thought. He was forced into the port and you didn't ever see him after that day at your town..you moved on. And so he did. But the memory of you both still lingered in each mind of you two. You had made friends! Going to the Arcade ever so often when everybody has enough money. Even if the group never had a leader, it was like you the leader of the Homies, you took responsibility of them like a parent and they would joke with you sometimes by saying "Ok dad/mom!" Whenever you told them to do or follow you. Which stuck a nerve..

You were at the Arcade, playing games until one of the younger Homies stole your cap and started running away, making other laugh as you sighed and started running after them, then you accidently hit your shoulder with a boy your age wearing black sailor pants, white blouse with a neat black tie, a black trench coat over his shoulders with bandages around his neck + over his right eye and forearms and he had a broken arm. when you turned around to see who you two bumped into, you just stared at each-other and having a dejà-vu moment..it's as if you knew each-other..but you didnt recognize each-other, it was him, Shūji. And it was you, the same old best friend he only had. This moment was like when you first met..

xx/xx/xxxx it was a snowy winter day, you were running when you hit your shoulder with a simple boy. Shūji Tsushima Now, Dazai Osamu.

"...." he remained silent while keeping his gaze on you, trying to recall you by examining your features. You were still pretty.. didn't change..