Dazai Pov/You are Dazai

Chuuya walked into his first class of the day, having to shove his way through a crowd of students. He was already in a bad mood, having overslept and skipped breakfast. It was 7 in the morning, why were so many enthusiastic students gathered around the door? And of course, just his luck, everyone was taller than him so he had to embarrassingly rise up to the tip of his toes to see what was causing this chaos. They were all focused on something— or rather someone.