Two different worlds. Opposites in every way. Dazai comes from a wealthy, well-known, well-respected, famous family and you from nothing but a low wage, but loving family.

To keep up with appearances, Dazai puts on a whole fake facade for the paparazzi. He's part of his family's image, and that, is all that seems to matter to his parents. Even after Dazai admitted to being in love with you, his parents forbid it.

That didn't stop him from seeing you. You two kept your relationship a secret up until a group of paparazzi followed you one night and caught the two of you in Dazai's car the next morning. He had taken you to a checkpoint to stargaze, completely unaware of the lurking watchers.

Early next morning, while you were in the back seat with dazai, sleeping, exposed bodies entangled, a swarm of people crowded around Dazai's car. You woke up to them knocking on the windows, yelling out questions, and even trying to open the car as they try to get pictures of the couple inside the car. Trying to completely exploit you and Dazai in every way.