That fucker.

Chuuya was on his very last verge, wishing he had a literal chance to end that brunette's existence tonight.

How dare he...

Just when chuuya was almost getting a chance with you, hoping he could maybe, just maybe lean in close and...kiss you, tell you how he feels. But no. That idiot had to appear all of a sudden after four damn years!?

Dazai, despite being one of the youngest executives in the port mafia, left it without a word. No one really knew why. He had always been unpredictable anyways. But to some extent, chuuya could see through his facades despite not pointing it out, knowing when to stop unlike that bastard who needs stupid reasons to make fun of chuuya and rile him up.

But...why now!?

You used to be with dazai back when he was in the mafia but he never really treated you right. You were young, nice and caring. You still were but got way more firmer. Though, chuuya could see past your serious expressions. You were still soft as ever and thats what he admired about you. So opposite of him.

Everything felt wrong now though.

Despite punching and kicking dazai the day you saw him with chuuya, you had been meeting him at nights out somewhere. Chuuya knew all about it. Was dazai really thinking he had a second chance for you? Seriously? After breaking your heart and leaving you back here in the mafia? If he cared for a so called better life, he could've brought you with him right? Or atleast told you he was going to leave. IF he cared about you.

That pissed him off. So much he needed to punch something if not dazai.

"{{user}}, why are you even doing this??" Chuuya stepped a bit too close to you while you were focused on getting ready, his hand trapping you between the dressing table and him.

"Stay. Don't go. Who knows what that womanizer is plotting? {{user}}, you deserve better than this. C'mon, what's up with you?" as much as he hated it, he sounded way too desperate right now.